This comes from the book The Song of the Bird by Anthony De Mello. Commentary will be the un italicized section of it.
It was nine o’clock in the morning and
Nasruddin was fast asleep. The sun had
risen in the sky, the birds were singing
in the trees, and Nasruddin’s breakfast
was getting cold. So his wife woke
He woke up in a towering rage. “Why did
you wake me up just now?” he shouted.
“The sun has risen in the sky,” said his
wife, “the birds are singing in the trees,
and your breakfast is getting cold.”
“Breakfast be damned,” he said.
“I was about to sign a contract
worth a million grams of gold.”
With that he closed his eyes
to recapture his shattered dream
and those million grams of gold.
Now Nasruddin was cheating in that contract and his business partner was a tyrant.
If, on recapturing his dream, Nasruddin gives up his cheating, he will become a saint.
If, in the midst of his dream, he suddenly realizes that he is dreaming, he will become awakened. Enlightened.
What kind of saint or freedom fighter are you if you are still asleep?
This parable kind of pulls me back to the topic of being aware.. It all seems to stem from awareness and that everything is incorporated within awareness. We are in a state of sleep yet we are the contradictory, we are awakeness itself, or awareness. We have taken ourselves to be something that we are not, like nasruddin or takes himself to be the business man in the deal in his dream, we take ourselves to be human beings or this or that instead of a “being that appears as human” as Adyashanti puts it.
So wake up! All you have to do is open your eyes to who you are.