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An Indian legend tells of a man who carried water to his village every day, in two large jars tied to the ends of a wooden pole, which he balanced on his back.
One of the jars was older than the other, and had some small cracks; every time the man covered the distance to his house, half of the water was lost.
The younger jar was always very proud of its performance, safe in the knowledge that it was up to the mission it had been made for, while the other jar was mortified with shame at only fulfilling half of its allotted task.
It was so ashamed that one day, while the man got ready to fetch water from the well, it decided to speak to him:
– I want to apologize, but because of the many years of service, you are only able to deliver half of my load, and quench half of the thirst which awaits you at your home.
The man smiled, and said:
– When we return, observe carefully the path.
And so it did. And the jar noticed that, on its side, many flowers and plants grew.
– See how nature is more lovely on your side? – commented the man. – I always knew you were cracked, and decided to make use of this fact.
‘I planted flowers and vegetables, and you have always watered them.
‘I have picked many roses to decorate my house with, I have fed my children with lettuce, cabbage and onions.
‘If you were not as you are, how could I have done that?
“All of us, at some point, grow old and start to acquire other qualities. We can always make the most of each one of these new qualities and obtain a good result.”
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this story brings to mind these great thoughts
‘i do know that lives can change overnight,though it takes much longer than that to comprehend what has happened,to sense that we have changed direction’>>>Jay McInerney
..really, really encouraging….111
Excelente ejemplo.. Bendiciones..
I have learnt a lot from his the most famous Al-chamist. So after that I never missed the chance to enhance my knowledge from his publications.
Indian stories are the most thought-provoking.
Brilliant, thought provoking….. excellent example to positive thinking….. :)
This is one of my favorite stories!
I remember the first time reading and how much it helped with acceptance, tolerance and being patient. Also imagined like in Rumi’s poem ‘What do think would happen?’ (At that time, still worried a lot.)
Seeing something more today!!
Love in the present with a little faith and trust in the goodness.
Cheers for your day everyone! Love and Blessings,
Jane
In Swedish:
Den spruckna lerkrukan
En indisk legend berättar om en man som bar vatten till sin by varje dag i två stora lerkrukor knutna till ändarna på en träpinne, som han balanserade på axlarna.
En av krukorna var äldre än den andra och hade några små sprickor så varje gång mannen tillryggalagt sträckan till sitt hus, var hälften av vattnet förlorat.
Den nyare krukan var alltid mycket stolt över sin prestation, trygg i vetskapen om att det hade klarat av uppdraget den hade tillverkats för, medan den andra krukan var förödmjukad och skamsen bara för att den endast kunde uppfylla hälften av sin tilldelade uppgift.
Den var så skamsen att en dag, medan mannen förberedde sig att hämta vatten från brunnen, så beslutade den sig för att tala till honom:
- Jag vill be om ursäkt, men på grund av många års tjänst, kan du bara leverera hälften av mina last, och släcka hälften av den törst som väntar dig i ditt hem.
Mannen log och sa:
- När vi återvänder, observera noga stigen.
Och så gjorde den det. Krukan märkte att på sin sida, växte många blommor och växter.
- Se hur naturen är mer underbar på din sida? -kommenterade mannen. – Jag har alltid vetat att du var sprucken, och beslutade mig att använda mig av detta faktum.
“Jag planterade blommor och grönsaker, och du har alltid vattnat dem.
“Jag har plockat många rosor för att dekorera mitt hus med, jag har matat mina barn med sallad, kål och lök.
“Om du inte varit som du är, hur hade jag kunnat gjort det då?
“Allesammans, vid någon punkt, börjar åldras och förvärvar andra kvalitéer. Vi kan alltid göra det bästa av var och en av dessa nya kvalitéer och få ett bra resultat.”
Nice, thanks for sharing your thoughts!
brilliant
It’s a very wise saying. We should always find posibilities in imposibilities. We can use our impefections in creative ideas to help ourselves n our childrens to come.
If one observes wisely and with more insight there are always cracked jars all over which can help to improve one’s boundaries both physicaly and mentaly.the point is to see them as opportunities not just boring routines to pass by.
It shows no matter how ‘imperfect’ we may be, we always have something to offer. Small actions sometimes are more important.
Proud to be a cracked jar ;) <3
WOW! It’s very wise to take benefit from weaknesses. A great story!!
I hope that I may also learn on how to make an inspirational stories, it gives me a little insights about it and there is something brightens me up.
A very thought-provoking story shared by Paulo. Such stories enhance positivism and help to deal any matter with open heart. Jalal ud Rum,,a famous eastern phliosopher quoted’ The prophets said” despair is a sin.’A very thought-provoking story shared by Paulo. Such stories enhance positivism and help to deal any matter with open heart. Jalal ud Rum,,a famous eastern phliosopher quoted’ The prophets said” despair is a sin.’
iran owning many stories like this and i hope you use the too i hopeyou again come here and get failiar with Manavy manay the masterpiece of Molana jalal_aldin balkhy.It was nice story thans alot
As long as there are stories to tell I’ll be listening.
Hay I remember my grandmother telling this story. I was more excited with the man’s intelligence than the real lesson she wanted to pass on. Now after 25 years I realize it. May be its necessary to start cracking to understand your own utility. Thank you Paulo for reciting it so nicely.
How very poetic. We often loose sight of our creative and long term strength when we compare and compete with others. I enjoyed this story very much.
NICE!!!! will check out your bloggs more often. I have just downloaded the Alchemist for the my 10 year old. I read it in Spanish many years ago…. I can’t wait for him to read it!
Nice bedtime teaching (here it’s almost midnight).
Greetings Paulo and hood night! :)
Nem sempre o que achamos de nós mesmos é verdadeiro! Isso nos dois sentidos: podemos nos achar o máximo e não acrescentar nada a nós e aos outros e podemos nos achar péssimos e fazer a maior diferença na vida de outras pessoas! O importante é sempre procurar fazer o melhor e como guia seguir o coração!
inspiring….
I like your stories, not because they are wise, but because they force to think.
Thank you! Dziękuję. Multumesc
aww! i was amazed and touched by this… thanks Paulo you never fail to surprise me.:)
Absolutely beautiful – this brought a smile to me. Thanks.
Great story!!! Everybody interprets a story in his or her own way given the experienes of each one’s life. I feel this story also says how we always need our elders, their blessings and their advice at every step of our lives. They might get old but the wisdom they gather is always tending to their next generation in blossoming them just like the old vessel’s cracks water new plants to feed and enrich the lives of the man.
amazing story sir. i wonder if you would read my post but i have something to say to you i really want to see you in person and talk i have been truly insipired by your work the golden work you have givwn to this huan race “the Alchemist”. i hope if you could read this then i request you to please talk to me. its my dream to meet you in person and very much determined that someday i will!
German Translation/Deutsche Übersetzung
Der rissige Krug
Eine indische Legende erzählt von einem Mann, der jeden Tag Wasser zu seinem Dorf brachte , in zwei große Krügen, welche an den Enden einer Holzstange, festgebunden waren, die er auf seinem Rücken balancierte.
Einer der Krüge war älter als der andere, und hatte einige kleine Risse, jedes Mal, wenn der Mann die Entfernung zu seinem Haus zurücklegte, verlor er die Hälfte des Wassers.
Zwei Jahre lang ging der Mann die gleiche Strecke. Der jüngere Krug war immer sehr stolz auf seine Leistung, in dem sicheren Wissen, dass er die Mission erfüllte für die er gemacht worden war, während der andere Krug von Scham gedemütigt war, da er lediglich die Hälfte der ihm zugewiesenen Aufgabe erledigte, obwohl er wusste, dass die Risse das Ergebnis von vielen Jahren harter Arbeit waren.
Es war so beschämt, dass eines Tages, während der Mann sich bereit machte Wasser aus dem Brunnen zu schöpfen, er sich entschied mit ihm zu sprechen:
- Ich möchte mich entschuldigen, denn wegen der vielen Jahre Dienst, kannst Du nur die Hälfte meiner Last liefern, und nur die Hälfte der Durstes löschen, der Dich bei Dir zu Hause erwartet.
Der Mann lächelte und sagte:
- Wenn wir zurückgehen, beobachte aufmerksam den Weg.
Und so geschah es. Und dem Krug fiel auf, dass auf seiner Seite, viele Blumen und Pflanzen wuchsen.
- Du siehst, wie schön die Natur auf Deiner Seite ist? – kommentierte der Mann. – Ich wusste immer, dass du rissig bist, und entschied, von dieser Tatsache Gebrauch zu machen. Ich pflanzte Blumen und Gemüse, und Du hast sie immer bewässert. Ich habe viele Rosen gepflückt, um mein Haus damit zu schmücken, ich habe meine Kinder mit Salat, Kohl und Zwiebeln genährt. Wenn Du nicht wärst wie Du bist, wie hätte ich das tun können?
“Wir alle werden irgendwann alt und erwerben andere Qualitäten. Wir können immer das Beste aus jeder dieser neuen Qualitäten machen und werden ein gutes Ergebnis erhalten.”
simply awesome…too good story…
Ring the bells that still can ring.
Forget your perfect offering.
There is a crack in everything.
That’s how the light gets in.
– Leonard Cohen “Anthem”
Wow. Sir. Da story is fabulous nd so is the lesson. Thank You. Really proud of myself to be able enuff to hav access to ur wisdom :)
Aún con nuestros aparentes defectos, somos útiles sobre todo si nos mueve el amor
Glad to be reminded through this Indian legend that we should not be bothered with our shortcomings.. We have to see our worth instead. :)
Esto me recuerda que no estamos en vano en este mundo, y mientras mas pase el tiempo obtenemos experiencias de las buenas y malas, solo debemos mirar el lado positivo y aprender de ellas, y de nuestras nuevas cualidades transmitirla a la nueva generacion… todas las etapas de la vida tienen su lado bueno, solo hay que disfrutar cada una de ellas, mirar hacia delante y ser feliz.
ilove this blog. it remind us that everything in this world has a good purpose even if they have weaknesses..
thank you for reminding me that no matter how small and insignificant i am, i have a purpose in this world.
salamat po Ginoong Paulo.
This old asian story is one of my absolute favourites!
To find the meaning in the little things you do, often not knowing the outcome is good… And to find the preciousness and value in things often unnoticed, but so beautiful!
Amazing story!… Its true that people usually complain about their imperfection and compare their selves with others… and not looking at the whole picture… Good thing we have our loved ones to remind us or to show us how precious we are despite our imperfections…
so my wrinkles be having a damn good purpose to be here on my face i guess ;)P
see your own worth
what if the water only makes weeds grow taller? why not amend the crack and be whole again? say old and whole…….
some things can’t be amended,… but can be taked from the positive side , and take advantage of it,….
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