The Cracked Pot

Discussion in 'Education & Learning' started by Martin Alonzo, May 4, 2016.

  1. Martin Alonzo

    Martin Alonzo Veteran Member

    Mar 7, 2015
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    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!
  2. Shirley Martin

    Shirley Martin Veteran Member

    Jun 9, 2015
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    Great story.
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  3. Diane Lane

    Diane Lane Very Well-Known Member

    Apr 10, 2015
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    I love that story, thanks for sharing. I like all of my pots, dishes, etc., cracked or not, because each has its own character, and if it doesn't serve its original purpose, I find a new one for it, such as using it in the garden. I like my pottery like my people, with flaws and all :).
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  4. Harry Kemp

    Harry Kemp Member

    May 5, 2016
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    Lovely story - is it Buddhist? I do love the parables used to explain "right" Buddhist attitudes. Of course,, like all religious/philosophical tales, it speaks to us.

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