Years ago I went to Golden Bridge, a yoga studio in Los Angeles, to hear H.H. Pujya Swami Chidanand Saraswatiji, aka Muniji speak. He said many thought provoking things (You want peace, but you are all in pieces), but the one moment that stuck with me the most was at the end of the evening when Muniji took a few questions from the audience.
A tired-looking woman stood up. She straightened out her sagging shoulders and asked him what she should do with her son who was always yelling.
Muniji looked at her, paused, and then very gently said:
The volume you put in, is the volume that comes out.
It took a while for his comment to sink in, and when the woman realized that he was putting the responsibility back on her, she wanted to argue with him, but sat down instead.
Now that I am a mother I have compassion for the woman; I can see why she might be turning up the volume, possibly just out of sheer fatigue and frustration. Because I've had a number of years to contemplate Muniji's comment, and to see it in action all around me, I make the effort to stay calm so that I can always speak in a respectful tone to my child.
And when I can't because I'm just too tired, then I give the babe to the hubby for a little while.
Especially because I've noticed it's even more grave than what Muniji predicted. I believe it's:
The volume you put in, is the volume that comes out...tenfold.