On development...
How many times have we been told to work on our weaknesses...they are 'faults'..."you can do better". And go back to those times when you heard 'that' and track the way you felt after being told 'that'. I will ass-ume that the feelings and sensations weren't all that great, right?
Well, my wonder when I read this paragraph yesterday. It stuck to me so well, that it came back today...or, did I go back to it? Here it goes:
"You have been told that, even like a chain, you are as weak as your weakest link. This is but half the truth. You are also as strong as your strongest link. To measure you by your smallest deed is to reckon the power of ocean by the frailty of its foam. To judge you by your failures is to cast blame upon the seasons for their inconstancy."
Take a minute.
Munch it a while...
What would happen if the ocean suddenly decided to get rid of "its foam"? Would it stop at the peak of the powerful wave? Would we be seeing a huge wall of water around our beaches all over the world? What would happen to the wonderful roar of the breaking waves and the ensuing 'whooshes' of the water sliding to and from the shoreline? Would there be all silence? Where would the pull adn push of the moon go? Would this create such a counterforce that the moon would absorb that energy and start hammock-ing back and forth in its orbit?
Or what if the seasons decided to be constant? Which one would be "it"? Forever spring..? Maybe...? Or summer, or would it be the cold, frigid winter? How about autumn? What would humanity look like were seasons stopped in whatever season is right now just north and south of the Equator? Forever?
What would the judgement by humans be? On nature? Or, on God? Hhhhhmmm.
"Well, we were just trying to be constant, and more stable...", the seasons would mutter, or, "wanted to really show you my fullest strength all the way, all the time", the sea would roar back at us as a way to explain.
And, what does this say about my own strengths...weaknesses...? And what is the interplay with those around me?
Well, my wonder when I read this paragraph yesterday. It stuck to me so well, that it came back today...or, did I go back to it? Here it goes:
Take a minute.
Munch it a while...
What would happen if the ocean suddenly decided to get rid of "its foam"? Would it stop at the peak of the powerful wave? Would we be seeing a huge wall of water around our beaches all over the world? What would happen to the wonderful roar of the breaking waves and the ensuing 'whooshes' of the water sliding to and from the shoreline? Would there be all silence? Where would the pull adn push of the moon go? Would this create such a counterforce that the moon would absorb that energy and start hammock-ing back and forth in its orbit?
Or what if the seasons decided to be constant? Which one would be "it"? Forever spring..? Maybe...? Or summer, or would it be the cold, frigid winter? How about autumn? What would humanity look like were seasons stopped in whatever season is right now just north and south of the Equator? Forever?
What would the judgement by humans be? On nature? Or, on God? Hhhhhmmm.
"Well, we were just trying to be constant, and more stable...", the seasons would mutter, or, "wanted to really show you my fullest strength all the way, all the time", the sea would roar back at us as a way to explain.
And, what does this say about my own strengths...weaknesses...? And what is the interplay with those around me?
This quote is from THe Prophet, book by Kahlil Gibran, "The Farewell".
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