A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the 4 pups. And set about nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard. As he was driving the last nail into the post, he felt a tug on his overalls. He looked down into the eyes of a little boy.
Mister," he said, "I want to buy one of your puppies. "Well," said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat of the back of his neck, These puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of money."
The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his pocket, he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer.
"I've got thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look?" "Sure," said the farmer. And with that he let out a whistle. "Here, Dolly!" he called.
Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of fur. The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with delight. As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed something else stirring inside the doghouse. Slowly another littleball appeared, this one noticeably smaller. Down the ramp it slid. Then in a somewhat awkward manner, the little pup began hobbling toward the others, doing its best to catch up....
"I want that one," the little boy said, pointing to the runt. The farmer knelt down at the boy's side and said, "Son, you don't want that puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these other dogs would.
"With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down, and began rolling up one leg of his trousers. In doing so he revealed a steel brace running down both sides of his leg attaching itself to a specially made shoe. Looking back up at the farmer, he said,
"You see sir, I don't run too well myself, and he will need someone who understands." With tears in his eyes, the farmer reached down and picked up the little pup. Holding it carefully he handed it to the little boy. How much?" asked the little boy. "No charge," answered the farmer. There's no charge for love.
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The world is full of people who need someone who understands. "We are not victims of the world we see; we are victims of the way we see the world."— Dennis Kucinich
Between stimulus and response there is a space. In that space lies our freedom and power to choose our response. In those choices lie our growth and happiness.~Author unknown.
One way we can find inner peace it to become mindful of how we respond to persons, places and things. If we allow ourselves to respond automatically, as we have always done before, we can be filled with anger, fear, jealousy and all the negative emotions which have pulled us down in the past. Instead, when a new situation occurs that pushes our buttons, we can stop, be mindful of how we are feeling, and choose to feel peace instead. For example, if someone demeans or insults us, we can hear their words but choose not to take them in where they can hurt us. The words are merely someone else's opinion and that does not mean they are true. We can choose, instead, to take a conscious breath, which creates a new space, and gives us time to slow down our reactions. In that space we can make a conscious choice as to how we want to respond. Today I am mindful of whatever triggers my emotions,choosing peaceful reactions whenever possible.
Don't curse the darkness....Light the candle.
My humble attempt and musing to grow up and hopefully be a better human being during this life time. I plan to share some of the books, writings, poems that have helped me grow up so far. Of course the journey continues till the last day. I would love to hear from the readers which books, writings, poems, anything else which have influenced them in their lives. ~~ I get lots of nice "forwarded" emails. The blog also serves as collecting pot of these selected stories & writings.
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