Aholy and happy hermit, a Sannyasa, came to the outskirts of a village in India and settled down under a tree for the night…

He was about to sleep when a villager suddenly came running up to him and exclaimed, “The stone! The stone! Give me the precious stone!”

“What stone?” asked the Sannyasa.

“Last night Shiva appeared to me in a dream,” explained the villager, “and told me that if I went to the outskirts of the village at dusk I’d find a Sannyasa who would give me a precious stone that would make me rich forever.”

The Sannyasa rummaged in his bag and pulled out a stone. “Is this the stone that you’re looking for?” he asked. “I found it on a forest path some days ago. You can have it.”

The man gazed at the stone in wonder. It was a diamond as large as a person’s fist! It was probably the largest diamond in the whole world! He grabbed it and hurried home, holding the treasure close to his heart.

That night the villager clutched his precious stone as he went to bed, but all night he tossed about, unable to sleep. He kept thinking about the diamond and the Sannyasa.

Before dawn he jumped out of bed and ran back to the Sannyasa. He found him sleeping peacefully under the tree. He shook him awake, crying out, “I don’t want the diamond! I don’t want the diamond! Here, take it back. Instead, teach me what made it possible for you to give this diamond away so freely. Teach me inner resources !”

The Tibetan Book of the Dead.

Do not forget to ask yourself at any time if it is not something useless.