Someday may never come. So live each day better than the last. That way you'll wake up with so much excitement and anticipation you'll jump out of bed and shout . . . I can't wait
Bob Perks

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InspirEmail No 153 - February 23, 2009
'Inspirational messages to refresh the spirit and boost the emotional bank account'

A Seeker of Truth

After years of searching, a seeker of truth was told by a very wise man to go to a nearby cave, where he would find a deep well.

'Ask the well what is truth', he was advised, 'and the well will reveal it to you'.

Having found the well, the seeker of truth asked his question . . . 'what is truth'? Then from the depths of the well came an answer, 'Go to the village crossroad and there you shall find what you are seeking'.

Full of hope and anticipation he ran to the crossroad to find only three rather uninteresting shops. One shop was selling pieces of metal, another sold wood, and thin wires were for sale in the third. Nothing and no one there seemed to have much to do with the revelation of the truth.

Disappointed, he returned to the well to demand an explanation, but he was told only, 'You will understand in the future'.

When the man protested, all he got in return were the echoes of his own voice. Indignant for having been made a fool of - or so he thought at the time, he continued his wanderings in search of truth. As the years went by, the memory of his experience at the well gradually faded until one night, while he was walking under the glow of the moonlight, the sound of guitar music caught his attention. It was the most wonderful music and it was played with great mastery and inspiration.

Profoundly moved, the seeker of truth felt drawn towards the player. He looked at the fingers dancing over the strings. He became aware of the beauty of the guitar and the music that came from it, and then suddenly he exploded in a cry of joyous recognition - the guitar was made out of thin wires, pieces of metal and wood just like those he had once seen in the three uninteresting stores many years before and had thought it to be without any particular significance.

At last he understood the message from the well . . . we have already been given everything we need - our task is to assemble and use it in the appropriate way. Nothing is meaningful so long as we perceive only in separate fragments. But as soon as the fragments come together, a new entity emerges, whose nature and beauty we could not have foreseen by considering the fragments alone.

Author Unknown

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Are You a Bucket Filler or a Dipper?

You have no doubt heard of the cup that overflowed. This is a story of a bucket that is like the cup, only larger, it is an invisible bucket. Everyone has one. It determines how we feel about ourselves, about others, and how we get along with people . . . read the story >>>

A Scorpion Moment

There was a wise and caring man who saw a scorpion floundering around in the water. He decided to save it by stretching out his finger, but the scorpion stung him. The man still tried to get the scorpion out of the water, but the scorpion stung him again.

A passer by told him to stop saving the scorpion that kept stinging him.

But the man said: 'It is the nature of the scorpion to sting. It is my nature to love and be of help to others in distress. Why should I give up my nature to love and help others just because it is the nature of the scorpion to sting?'

Don't give up loving, don't give up your goodness - even if people around you sting.

Author Unknown

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A Seeker of Truth

February's Featured Inspiration

Are You a Bucket Filler or a Dipper?

A Scorpion Moment

Inspiring Image

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The art of teaching is the art of assisting discoveryMark Van Doren

The art of teaching is the art of assisting discovery
Mark Van Doren