The old Master instructed an unhappy young man to put a handful of salt in a bowl of water and Then to drink it.How does it taste?" the Master asked.


“Awful”, spat the apprentice.


The master chuckled and then asked the young man to take another handful of salt and put it in the lake.


The two walked in silence to the nearby lake and when the apprentice swirled his handful of slat in the lake,the old Master said, “Now drink from the lake”.


As the water dripped down the young man’s chin , the Master asked: “How does it taste?”

“Good” remarked the apprentice. “Do you taste the salt?” asked the Master.

“No” said the young man.

The Master sat beside this troubled young man, took his hands, and said: “The pain of life is pure salt, no more, no less. The amount of pain in life remains the same, exactly the same. But the amount we taste “the pain” depends on the container we put it into.”

“So, when you are in pain, the only thing you can do is to enlarge your sense of things”

Let’s strive to be like a lake instead of a small bowl.


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Published by Amira Carluccio