Topic: are you a cracked pot? | |
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this is all about perception.
An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across her neck. One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.. At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do. After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream. 'I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house.' The old woman smiled, 'Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side?' 'That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them.' For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table.. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house.' Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. You've just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them. So, to all of my cracked pot friends, have a great day and remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path! |
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I love that allegory.
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I love that allegory. |
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and here I thought I was the only one who knew that my imperfections are what make me beautiful...
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and here I thought I was the only one who knew that my imperfections are what make me beautiful... |
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and here I thought I was the only one who knew that my imperfections are what make me beautiful... awwww... *swoons* |
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Bump!
That was pretty cool!! |
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I can make yo bed rock
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I'll gladly be a cracked pot!!!
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To many times people look for those that are perfect or want to be perfect. When in reality it is those with the flaws that make this world a better world. For they know they are not perfect if only some could actually see the beauty within at times. They would surely be amazed at what they may have passed up..
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Ohhh Bedlum that was soooooo great!!!
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Very cute story!
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i liked it...thought it was very fitting
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i think this matches you on your recent post ladylid
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My brother sent this to me years ago, I was very touched.
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Great story
I have always been a cracked pot. Dare to be different I always say! |
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Great story I have always been a cracked pot. Dare to be different I always say! |
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I was made to be, the one to know the flaws, yet show them how to feel they have none...
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