Warriors of Light must be together. The short story below illustrated this:
“I am a daisy in a field of daisies,” thought the flower. “Amidst others, it is impossible to notice my beauty.”
An angel heard what she was thinking and commented:
- But you are so pretty!
- I want to be the only one!
In order not to hear any complaints, the angel carried her off to a city square.
Some days later, the mayor went there with a gardener to make some changes to the square.
- There is nothing of interest here. Dig up the earth and plant geraniums.
- Hold on a minute! – cried out the daisy. – You’ll kill me if you do that!
- If there were some others like you, we could make some nice decoration – answered the mayor. – But there are no daisies to be found around here, and you on your own do not make a garden.
Then he tore the flower from the ground.
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I am not flower,I am not number ,I am a woman ,I’m a small invisible dot for many persons. I’m one of the human beings,I have right to exist,if somebody likes, or does’nt like it,I don’t ask anyone for permission to exist.I have a special permission for live,I am loved and I want love:
Being alone is just like something you cann’t imagined of your life, but some people can? How does it feel being alone? I’m curious about it( some others)? actually I knw that feelings, really doesn’t work for me but I always choose a good friends…that I like sharing things & coz makes you happy too…(: Be joyful when you reach the top one of my favoriete tekst Like the flowing river…great book!thx…Mr Coelho.
You are creative as usual
I think everyone has his own way to show his beauty even when he is among a group of people
I dont understand, so does this story mean that we should not try to make ourself better and beautiful in the way we think? In a group as a race maybe certain characteristics make us appealing, but then as an individual its important to improve to keep growing, improving ourself and trying to achieve the best in the qualities that God has bestowed us with.
you are absolutly ri8 Cleopetra, we must always be trying to work for our individual betterment, but expecting to be the only one best smtimes turn us into a selfish individual, per wat i cd understnd by d story above is, Mr. choelo is reffering to that thinline.
that is sure Cleopatra, I mean about the individual improvement, but the flower seemed to be a bit arroguant and slefish when she wanted to be the only beautiful flower among all the other daisies. And the angel to proove her wrong thinking got her into the town experience. This is the same way life goes, if someone in a small society tries to improve himself, without wanting anyone one other to be as his same level, the society does not improve. He may be known for a while for his achievements (that is something important in life as I said before), but making himself better doesn’t make his life conditions better, because changes must affect all the society members in order to be efficient. You can say the same thing about team work, in order to reach the goal, everyone – with different abilities and IQ potentiels – must share his experiences and UNIFY their thoughts. They have to work with one heart. I hope I did help you. One love..
We can not be happy alone, besides being alone is too sad…wright????
Sure, life is made to be lived together. Loneliness can never bring your happiness, especially if you’re alone from God too.
Does not make any sense at all. Undermines the whole concept of individuality. The society is made from individuals and not vice versa.
That’s the problem. We live with such an individualistic mentality, we fail to see how the functions of a community could be better. If we were to stop focusing on just the improvement of ourselves and tried to instead spread being a part of something greater, true beauty will be in our presence and a part of us.
Somos parte de un Todo. Sobre esa base, si no contamos con los Seres que cohabitan con nosotros, no somos mas que bellas soledades en busca de alguien que las complemente.
Muchas gracias Paulo.
Me gusto tu comentario. Namaste!
si se corta una margarita, sembremos miles margaritas…
I relate to this story but in reverse:
Once upon a time there was a daisy and she was in a garden surrounded by other taller flowers, but the people who visited the garden always noticed the daisy- not straight away, because first they always spotted the bright red roses… but eventually amongst all the roses, the visitors to the garden always finished their stay there enthralled by the presence and beauty of the unusual daisy. The daisy felt like she was not as good at getting attention as the roses with their long tall stems and seductive petals, but the one thing that made the little daisy feel special was that she was pretty in her own simple symmetrical way and she was original- no where else in the garden could you see such a flower as she. The little daisy longed to be given the same attention as the roses who always made her feel less pretty and left out of all the fun. So one day when an angel visited the garden the daisy patiently waited for him to spend time with the other flowers, knowing that if she was patient, the angel was bound to come to see her last. When the angel spent so long with the roses next to her that he started looking at his watch and making jestures towards the gate to leave, the daisy spoke up. The angel came over and asked this little lone daisy what was the matter. The daisy said “I want to get the same attention as all the roses. Next to them I feel unattractive. I dream of feeling special and glamorous like they do.” “OK said the angel, I’m in a rush, but before I go, I’ll see what I can do for you”. Without much thought, the angel gently lifted the daisy out of the ground and flew off to another garden and quickly but carefully planted her under a tree in the lawn in amongst the other daisies there”. The angel was pleased with himself for fulfilling the little daisy’s wish. He flew away to help someone feeling happy. The daisy looked around and to her shock, there were no roses or tall flowers anywhere! This is wonderful she thought. Then someone came walking through the garden and sat down next to the patch of daisies. “How pretty all these daisies are!” said the visitor to her boyfriend. The little daisy smiled in pride… but something was wrong- all the daisies next to her were also smiling in pride. The little daisy was getting all the attention she ever dreamed of, but she no longer felt special because she was surrounded by other flowers just like her.
Dear Paulo, I liked the way daisy felt to be unique but what daisy did wrong that she tried to do it by force which turned into remorse later on. You can be unique in your on way within what all you have and where you are! :-)
Well said, Deva. Namaste!
Being unique only means being distinguished between many others. Others that are just like you. Being unique between others less than you is nothing ! In order to be unique, there must be others to be compared with.
True, but like all of existence is based on duality. At times we need to stand apart to stand tall and not get lost. At times we need each other to work together and make a difference.
I find this a provocative story, and I think it is supposed to be.
It says sad things about cities to me. I live in nyc.
I find that I am
simultaneously
proud of
and sad
about human metropoli.
you may b unique but u still need sm1 to show that uniqueness,one of ur own kind.
So,its never good to be alone
Hi everyone
Yes the daisy was selfish and got her turn.
I was just thinking the mayor and Gardener said there are no other daisies around implying its a rare flower in that part. Should the gardener and mayor should have realized it and protected it rather than pulling it out. There are always prodigies and people who thought differently should they also be put down because they don’t fit the stereotype?? Neither was the square full of geraniums for them to plant it completely with it. Couldn’t they very well plant more daisies????
(Then the moral could have been you cannot out run your past..lol) just a thought
There is a specific point to be proven. But your idea is not wrong at all.
When we don’t appreciate the blessings that God send to our life, there would always be someone who will never appreciate our presence on this earth. The daisy complained from being in a field surrounded by daisies, she thought they are blocking her beauty, but she pay the price by moving to other place away from her friends.
It was so easy for the mayor to tore her from the ground, she’s a lonely weak flower and no use of her this is how the mayor saw her. Her selfishness pushed her to leave her ground and the other daisies she belong to, just to satisfy her ego, and show her beauty. When the outer beauty becomes more important than inner beauty, people are ready to risk their life in order to reach their aim. They focus on how people are looking at them, and what they would say about their beauty. Selfishness will blind their eyes, and stop their brains from thinking. Every person who never appreciate those who are surrounding them and care about them, they will end up with people who will never appreciate their presence no matter how pretty they are.
If I were the Mayor I would have built the landscape around the daisy. A single daisy will multiply every year! Then again…I often stand alone on my island. Very risky at times.
Adjustment is what life means, so what complain for
i dont particularly like this thought by the master.
I believe in exclusivity and not in selfishness…
We all are same …yet we all are unique… we have to set the point when we break off from the herd and stand tall.
” if you want to walk fast, walk alone…
If you want to walk far, walk together.”
Can’t agree more! and that’s why we’re called INDIVIDUALS.
If we believe that the only way our beauty can be recognized is in the absence of those around us, we cease to be beautiful. We are all outward expressions of one life, one source. Each of us is beautiful in the expression of that life and love. We become more beautiful when we look around us and instead of competition we see compliment, instead of feeling envy we feel joy at what others possess, instead of doubting our own divinity we recognize the divine in all. Then we are able to stand tall in all circumstances. We are one and none among us decreases our worth as individuals. Namaste
Exclusivity is selfishness.
“We all are same …yet we all are unique”
that is exactly the point Aditya. The daisy didn’t want anyone to be like her. That is selfishness.
But being unique between others just like you is exclusivity. That is something good.
that’s very true!i used to complain back on my teenage days but i manage to stop doing so after my father died.up to now,whenever im in a midst of cercumstances i just said:this will pass as well.
I have been through similar experiences.
Thank you, Sheela.
Love,
Ken
Hey guys… It’s just a story, you know.
Don’t read too much into it. It could have gone any way the author wanted.
Someone walking in the field could have stepped on the daisy and crushed it.
Someone in the city could have put a little fence around it and protected it.
It could have spread its seeds in the city and made a bigger patch of daisies.
What did happened, did happen because the author had a philosophy in mind and used this story to present his idea. Nothing more and nothing less.
Having said that, it is a good story.
You are right – it just a story…
But on the other hand the sorry made us think about it, and as you can see in the blog the story became a feeling and a lot of openions, and then it no longer just a story. ;)
But you are right, it the author who decides which feeling he or she wants to spread.
I agree =)
Right! =)
Also Jesus spoke through parables…
God is the only author of our lives!!!
Wonderful analogy!
you make sense, Sandalwood
well said, I just posted a comment contrary to the story. Read your comment only afterwards.
exactly !
you must bloom where you are planted!
for that, sun is needed…the photo- in the photosynthesis part…
so bring your own sun
Love and Gratitude
Annie
but what about all those happy, successful, thriving immigrants?
For me – This story points out that with a change (new product) some research is important and if you just go ahead because you think it is right and don’t consider other opinions, circumstances etc – you can fail miserably.
I think this entire analogy must be put into context. One could argue a relevant case for either perspective. After all, the early bird gets the worm, but the late mouse gets the cheese.
So true … if I may, what is there for me is yes, I know that all Warriors of Light are a garden in spirit, thoughts, via this Blogue, prayers, Facebook, etc … but I pray so that I met some in my own city, to talk to, to reunite and share, just not to be always alone with geraniums …
Love, Jojo.
The greatness of internet is that “Daisies” around the world can interact and make a beautiful garden together and not stand alone. Together with other flowers they can make the world a beautiful place. Even weeds have a place among other plants.
With Love,
Arto Hutto
well said
Beautifully said!
flowers are always smiling, even when they withered. flowers enjoy their lives constantly. they have knowledge of transformation, not of death. flowers do not suffer and they never compare themselves.
This story reminded me of another one. It is very known in my country.
There was once a little newborn bird who had just come out from its nest and he wanted to learn to fly, but he tried and felt down from his tree. It was a very cold winter day and the little birdie was freezing. Than a cow passed by and was so sorry for the little bird so she drop a dung on him.
When the little bird got warm and was feeling much better he started screaming for help, to get out of there because he couldn’t stand the place where he was in.
Than a fox heard him and came by. She took the bird, cleaned him carefully and than eat him.
End of the story!
When I heard it for the first time I was astonished, I thought I’d laugh at the end, but no…
And since than I got a very good lesson I never forgot.
Strength in numbers. Where two or more are gathered in my name, there I am. Matthew 18:20
Quelle allure elle a cette Daisy !
ELle est faite pour le show business.
Elle se dandine.
Moi je la vois chanter “Mon truc en plumes” a la Zizi Jeanmaire.
Je vois la mar guerita
mar guerit a – healed
guer- war
she has had her revolution
rev o luz ion -dream of light
r evolution
our evolution
She is “the winner stands alone”!
Ese no es el final del cuento, termina así, resulta que a la margarita la envidiaban el resto de flores mediocres, y la bonita margarita se enamoró y fué muy feliz y a las otras se las dieron de comer a los cerdos, no haciendo caso del dicho no des de comer margaritas a los cerdos hahahahahaha
que sean felices florecillas…
la belleza se ve opacada `por los caprichos y el egoismo . demasiada belleza a los ojos ciega . y a nusetra naturaleza de hombres comunes la aburre y estupidiza.
I was like the daisy.I always wanted my beauty to be noticed, I wanted to be admired and to be special.
I was killed too = I lost myself in the try to impress others.I got isolated when I didn’t managed to be what I wanted.
today I see beauty an other way.The biggest never want to be big.
Thanks for this storry.
It is so true that a togetherness is stronger than going at it alone.
winners stand alone……….so try to be a winner. donot care for how long u r going to stay on top.
haha.. u didn’t understand the story.. did u?
:) i heard winners have many friends and only losers have true ones
Bien sur, nous sommes tous “unique” mais tellement plus beau au milieu des autres car ce sont les autres qui font de nous ce que nous sommes et sans eux nous ne valons rien et n’avons aucune beauté.
God made us all beautiful… but little we know that our beauty resides precisely in being part of the whole beautiful picture of God’s creation!!! Great story Paulo!
Ye Ye tell this story to Orchid
ummm…. yeaaahh
Coelho sir, great story n insightful comments too.
Jena, I come from a third world country, Uganda and people own material stuff say cars (you would be amazed to find the latest car models on our streets), huge mansions etc, etc.
However, we are not nearly as competitive as people in developed countries and I love that. We enjoy life even with the little we have. My countrymen are some of the happiest people I know.
:) can sure relate from where we come from..good day
If we are confident of our inner beauty, we would not be threatened by the other beautiful people around us. We would respect and honour our right to share the same space.
Feeling that we are special, different or better will result in isolation.
I just want to finish the above with saying,
‘United we stand, devided we fall!’
Selfishness is an evil desire makes unending demands, it is hunger can never be appeased… Not a sin if we love ourselves, but it becomes when we think that, “we are and no one else”. Privilege in life can never be achieved but by communications… Beauty, is something beautiful, but it is not the only thing we must have……. Selfishness is the first step to step toward the failure…….
Beautiful and meaningful story, thank you prof……
Much love
People must live together, we will die seperately
Or, if you are into social justice, you could say, “If we don’t hang together, we will certainly hang separately.”
This story is so similar to an image I had when I finally got a good look at the workings of my ego, and why it causes us suffering.
I was in a garden as a young budding flower and started to grow, felt the sunlight on my skin and was feeling deep happiness for a change. Then I began to feel lonely, wanting to live in a beautiful garden full of other flowers and plants. However once I started noticing the other flowers growing next to me, I became jealous and afraid. The feeling was wanting to cut them down so I could be safe.
This seems like our general predicament until we can learn to love ourselves fully and celebrate the abundance of beauty, and to know deeply that others greatness in no way diminishes our own.
Thanks & love~~
Kalima
Accept the beauty however small or large. Nurture within.
Beautifull story to remind us how important it is to search for a group of people with the same values and intrests !!! standing alone, makes you fight for obvious things…
together, all the warriors of light, we have more energy to go after the things that really matter !!!
In the past few years, I have realized that PART of my path of being a Warrior of Light, is to highlight and exhault the talents and abilities of others; a Warrior cannot fight alone. I get charged up and excited when I hear that those around me are being successful; in turn, that gives me the courage to continue on my path, and pushes me to be better in all ways.
I believe the trick is this: there is a saying that I keep in my heart all the time, and it keeps my selfishness in check.”Work, like you don’t need the money; dance, like no one is watching; and love, like you’ve never been hurt before.” I believe, you give up selfish material competition (work), you recognize the uniqueness in everyone (dance), and you understand the unity of everyone (and everything) in the universe (love).
Thank you, Paulo, for sharing your wisdom and awe of life; I’m blessed to have your wisdom to aide me on my path.
Blessed be!
Mark Jude
Yes, the daisy was selfish but she was not alone, she had the company of the destructive, arrogant, selfish dictator of the mayor and also of the ignorant and selfish gardener.
A garden of only geraniums is as beautiful and boring as a one flower and, as an only daisies garden.
A good mayor and a knowledgeable gardener would have kept the daisy and planted geraniums and other types of flowers and greens around.
Where there is one flower there is a garden; we just need a variety of flowers and colors to make a glorious garden.
We need a variety of flowers and colors to make a garden a glorious one.
Nombreux sont ceux qui aspirent a etre “”uniques, speciales ,
distingues etc “”et aiment s isoler se croyant mieux que les autres .Ce sont les hautains et les orgueilleux .Ils fuient la masse et vivent isoles .mais ca ne peut pas durer .Nul ne peut vivre seul on a tjs besoin des autres pour pouvoir survivre nous devons nous entraider pour former la societe qui nous protege et ns renforce .L union
fait la force .L homme seul est menace et expose a plusieurs dangers .Jamais la beaute ne peut nous sauver des risques de la vie .
yes warriors gotta stick together!!!!!!!!! (where is the glue???)
funny that his is posted nowth, because i saw these 3 beautiful daisies in the park on Tuesday, and no other flower nearby, and i thought maybe i should get one with me.. to be reminded of spring coming..but then i thought noo, i ‘d better not , they have company and they are not 2, they are 3, which is better.. ;o)
Love and Gratitude
Annie
p.s however, i took a pic with the camera :o)
I wish we had here a like button…
<3 to annie & all of you.
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