Friday, June 10, 2005
Choose your words well!
A certain good woman one day said
something that hurt her best friend of many years. She regretted it
immediately, and would have done anything to take the words back. But they were
said, impulsively, in a moment of thoughtlessness, and as close as she and her
friend were, she didn't consider the effects of her words before hand. What she
said hurt the friend so much that this good woman was herself hurt for the pain
she caused.
In her effort to undo what she had
done, she went to an older, wiser woman in the village. Explaining her
situation, and asked for advice. The older woman listened patiently in an
effort to determine just how sincere the younger woman was, how far she was
willing to go to correct the situation. She explained that sometimes, in
order put things back in order, great efforts must be made. She then asked:
"Just what would you be willing to do, to repair the harm done?" The
answer was heartfelt. "Anything." Listening to her, the older woman,
sensed the younger woman's distress, and knew she must help her. She also knew
she could never alleviate her pain by living her life for her, but she could
teach, if the younger woman would first listen, and then learn.
She knew the outcome would depend
solely on the character of the younger woman. She said, "There are two
things needed to do to make amends. The first of the two is extremely
difficult. Tonight, take your best feather pillows, and open a small hole in
each one. Then, before the sun rises, you must put a single feather on the doorstep
of each house in town. When you are through, come back to me. If you've done
the first thing completely, I'll tell you the second." The young woman
hurried home to prepare for her chore, even though the pillows were very dear
to her, very expensive.
All night long she labored alone
in the cold. She went from doorstep to doorstep, taking care not to overlook a
single house. Her fingers were frozen, the wind was so sharp it caused her eyes
to water, but she ran on, through the darkened streets, thankful there was
something she could do to put things back the way they once were.
Finally, as the sky was getting light, she placed the last feather on the steps
of the last house. Just as the sun rose, she returned to the older woman. She
was exhausted, but relieved that her efforts would be rewarded. "My
pillows are empty. I placed a feather on the doorstep of each home." Now,
said the wise woman, "Go back and refill your pillows. Then everything
will be as it was before." The young woman was stunned. "You know
that's impossible! The wind blew away each feather as fast as I placed them on
the doorsteps!! You didn't say I had to get them back!! If this is the second
requirement, then things will never be the same." "That's
true", said the older woman.
"NEVER
FORGET. EACH OF YOUR WORDS IS LIKE A FEATHER IN THE WIND. ONCE SPOKEN, NO
AMOUNT OF EFFORT, REGARDLESS HOW HEARTFELT OR SINCERE, CAN EVER RETURN
THEM TO YOUR MOUTH. CHOOSE YOUR WORDS WELL, AND GUARD THEM MOST OF ALL IN HE
PRESENCE OF THOSE YOU LOVE.”
Cheers to life!
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Comments
nice lil story ... just when i needed it
nice blog site too
later
G
Posted by: girish | Friday, June 10, 2005
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