How important is it not to forget where you are falling?

How important is it, in the midst of the daily hustle and bustle, not to consider who and what your goals are?

How important it is to enjoy life in such a way.

Vlasne on this topic and a fairy tale.

Revelation of P. Coelho.

One merchant sent his son to learn about the Secret of Happiness from the wisest of all people. The boys spent forty days walking through the desert and, finally, reaching the wonderful castle that stood on the top of the mountain. The sage lives there, whom he was looking for. However, instead of the enlightened monk with the wise people, our hero met at the hall, where everything was going well: merchants came and went, people talked at the corner, a small orchestra played licorice melodies and stood at the table, furnished with the most sought-after herbs Iscevosti. The sage had reasoned with various people, and the young men had to spend nearly two years working on their books.

The sage respectfully listened to the young man’s explanation about the nature of his visit, and then told the witness that there was no time to reveal the Secret of Happiness to him. And having encouraged you to walk with your finger and come again in two years.

“However, I want to ask about one position,” the sage added, reaching out to the young man’s small spoon and dropping two drops of olive oil into it. – During the entire hour of walking, keep this spoon in your hand so that it doesn’t wiggle.

The lad began to go up and down the palace gatherings, without rolling his eyes. In two years I turned into a sage.

Well, – having fed that one, – having poured out the Persian kilims, what is in my room? Tibachiv Park, what kind of head gardener has created ten successes? Have you noted the miraculous parchments in my library?
The boy knows that he has gained nothing. With one turbo it would not be possible to shed drops of oil, as the sage trusted in him.

“Well, turn around and let us know the wonders of our All-World,” the sage said to him. “You can’t trust a person if you don’t know from everyday life who lives with him.”

Calm down, having already taken the spoon and starting walking again with your finger; Once again, with utmost respect for all the works of mysticism that were hung on the walls and floors of the palace. By cultivating the gardens, formed by the mountains, the innermost rooms, the refinement, with which skin from the creation of the mystique of the premises itself there, where required.

Turning to the sage, he described everything he had learned.

• And where are those two drops of oil that I trusted you with? – having fed the Sage.

And the young man, looking at the spoon, saw that all the contents were spilling.

• This is the only joy that I can tell you: The secret of Happiness is to marvel at all the wonders of the world, without forgetting about the two drops of oil at your spoon.

Remember who you are and where you are falling, without forgetting to enjoy life itself.