The villagers generally went to him with their troubles, seeking his guidance and trusted his wisdom.
In this village there was a poor farmer. The farmer sought out this wise man for guidance, and had a horrible predicament on his hands. “You must help the farmer. A terrible thing has occurred. My ox simply died, leaving me with no creature to plow my fields! Is not this just the most terrible thing that could have occurred?” The wise man considered what the farmer said for an instant, then replied with: “Perhaps, but on the other hand, perhaps not.”
Nevertheless, a powerful youthful horse drifted into the guy’s farm, the following day. The man in the story had the notion to get the horse and hook this animal up to his plow, which was more efficient the ox had been, upon seeing it. So the man apologized for his earlier behaviour, acknowledging that he’d been incorrect to challenge the wise man’s judgment and went back to the wise man. It was a blessing in disguise! Certainly, the man inquired, this had to be the best thing which could have occurred.
“Perhaps, perhaps not,” the wise man answered again. Even more irritated than before, the guy raged off, believing the shrewd elder was just envious of his good fortune.
The following day, nevertheless, the farmer’s son was riding the horse that was new when he was thrown off, breaking a leg. This was horrible! His son can barely help pick the crop, which meant his family was in danger of starvation. “How did you understand that getting this horse wasn’t an excellent thing? The Wise definitely are not unwise. But certainly the wise must concur that this is really the worst thing which could potentially happen.
Not a week went by when the army of the emperor marched into town. The canvased door to door through the hamlet, collecting all able bodied men of a fighting age to serve in the war that had lately broken out. All the recruits from this little hamlet were set in one unit that was sent to the front lines where every soul perished in the conflict. He was left in the hamlet to carry on the name of the family.
The Catastrophe Prophets.
We people give a boatload of energy and time home over future catastrophes that never take place. This is what psychologists refer to as ‘fortune telling,’ and it will add an excellent deal of anxiety that is worthless to our lives.
The human brain will create stress by nature.
The truth is, some of our greatest experiences and chances appear from what initially look like horrible developments.
Ourselves do not ever understand how things will turn out:. Ever. The truth is, studies demonstrate ourselves aren’t really great at forecasting what is best for us. What people presume will make them joyful frequently does not, and what they see or overlook as trivial or negative frequently turns out to have a favorable impact on their lives. So these aims of ours that ourselves fret so much about are not always even pointing us in the correct direction to begin with.
Either run around in despair like the guy in the story, fretting the sky is falling, or simply shrug your shoulders and say, “perhaps, perhaps not.”