Well back to the stories again, this I came in the mail a few days ago and I liked enormously as I leave it to spend the week with a similar one knew what happens I especially liked this because I love water, reads: There was once an old Indian teacher who got tired of the complaints of his apprentice so one morning, he sent for some salt to leave him in silence for a while. When the apprentice returned, the teacher told the unhappy young man to put the handful of salt in a glass of water and then drink it. "Since you know? asked the master. -Bitter, spat the apprentice. The master chuckled and then asked the boy to take the same amount of salt in hand and put it in the lake. They walked in silence to the nearby lake and when the boy jumped into the water his handful of salt, the old man said, "Now drink from the lake. British Journal of Educational Technology may find this interesting as well.

As the water ran down the jaw of the young, the teacher asked, "Since you know? -Fresh said the apprentice. -Te tasted salt? "No, said young. In this, the master sat beside this guy who reminded him of himself when he was her age, she took her hands and said, looking into his eyes intently: The pain of life is pure salt, no more, no less. The amount of pain-producing situations in life remains exactly the same amount and intensity. However the amount of bitterness or feelings of guilt we tested depends on the container we put the effort.

So when you're in pain, the only thing you can do is to enlarge your sense of things that are worthwhile. Just changing the container with which we measure the pain and guilt and suffering, if we do larger decrease this feeling and feel relieved. Stop being a glass, and become a lake, maybe better in a flowing river, maybe even better in the sea that is open and flexible, maybe … better choose you and not getting close.