Wise parables about happiness. The parables about living with morality are short. About love with morality
MAGIC KOPIKA. PARABLE
A boy was walking along the road. Looks - a penny is lying.
"Well," he thought, "and a penny is money!"
“What would I do if I found a thousand rubles? I would buy gifts for my father and mother! "
Just thought so, feels - the wallet seems to have become thicker. I looked into it, and there - a thousand rubles.
"Strange affair! - the boy wondered. - There was one penny, and now - a thousand rubles! What would I do if I found ten thousand rubles? I would buy a cow and give milk to my parents! "
He looks, and he already has ten thousand rubles!
"Wonders! - the lucky man was delighted, - What if he found a hundred thousand rubles? I would buy a house, take a wife and put my old people in a new house! "
He quickly opened his wallet - and for sure: there are one hundred thousand rubles! Then he thought about it:
“Maybe not to take my father and mother to the new house? What if my wife doesn't like them? Let them live in the old house. And keeping a cow is troublesome, I'd better buy a goat. And I won't buy a lot of gifts, so the costs are big ... "
And suddenly he feels that the wallet has become light, very light! He got scared, opened it, lo and behold - and there was only one kopeck, all alone ...
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PARABLE OF HAPPINESS
Friday, March 31, 2017 17:09 (link)One day, three brothers saw Happiness sitting in a pit.
One of the brothers went to the pit and asked Happiness for money. Happiness gave him money, and he left happy.
Another brother asked beautiful woman... He immediately received it and ran away with her, beside himself with happiness.
The third brother bent over the pit:
- What do you need? - asked Happiness
- What do you want? - asked the brother.
- Get me out of here, - asked Happiness. Brother stretched out his hand, pulled Happiness out of the pit, turned and walked away.
And Happiness followed him !!!
P.S. What would you ask Happiness? 
Dear Creation! Masha Ts. From Moscow is writing to you. I really, really want to be happy! Give me, please, a beloved and loving husband, and a child from him, a boy, and I, so be it, then I will not switch to new job where they pay more and travel more comfortably.
With SW., Masha.
Dear Masha! To be honest, I scratched my head when I saw the lines about work. I do not know what to say. Masha, you may well go on to a new job, but for now I will look for a husband for you.
Good luck! Your Mrzd.
Dear Creation! Thank you for responding so quickly! But .. my grandmother used to say: to whom much is given, so much will be demanded. What if I will have both this and that, and for that you will cut off my leg when I cross the tram tracks? No, come on like this - I'm moving on to a new job, I have a husband, but for this I am ready to live with my beloved all my life in a removable Khrushchev. How do you like this alignment?
Your MC.
Dear Mashenka! Laughed when he saw about the leg. The meaning of the grandmother's saying is completely different: to whom a lot of abilities, talents, knowledge and skills are given, people expect a lot from this. You have a two-room apartment in the suburbs, buy it for health. Keep the leg for yourself)))
Your M.
Dear Mrzd! Basically, I was delighted when I read about the leg.
BUT:
I will have a husband, a child, love, an apartment and a leg. That is, legs. What do I owe you for this? (((
Masha.
Masha! Uff. Why are you talking to me like a collection agency? I was asked - I do. Have I ever told you that you owe me something?
M-ee.
Thursday, April 11, 2013 09:09 ()
Once upon a time there was a Monkey. Such a merry one. Every morning the Monkey went to the River. The river was calm and quiet, and the Monkey really liked to look into it as if in a mirror. She made different faces, twisted into inconceivable poses and screamed joyfully. The river responded with a quiet splash and secret silence.
So time went on. Every morning the Monkey ran to the River, greeting her with a joyful cry. The river shimmered in the rays of the sun and attracted with its beauty.
But one day the Monkey did not come. She did not come the next day or the third. The river waited. Sometimes, it seemed that she was completely quiet, listening to different sounds, in the hope of hearing familiar steps. But the Monkey was not there.
And then the River began to feel sad. Everything in her has lost its peace. She rushed about in search of the Monkey. And in the depths of it, various metamorphoses began to occur. Either she seethed restlessly, arranging a flood, then she acquired a new underwater current, which filled her and gave her strength. The river is no longer the calm river it once was. She began to look for the Way and one Spring, when the rains overflowed her shores, she set off on the road. The river hoped to meet again that Monkey, which, as it turned out, means so much to her. And she was looking. Sometimes the light of the stars showed her the way, and she moved forward, towards the sun. And then one day, having come a long way, the River saw, she saw the endless, immense and majestic Sea. All this thrilled and mesmerized with beauty. The river was filled with a new, inexplicable feeling for her. She threw herself into the Sea and dissolved in it completely, without a trace. She surrendered herself to great depth and power, becoming one with him.
And now, when the wave rises high up, and the sun splashes in the most secret depths, the River remembers her, the Monkey, who helped to find what she needed so much - to find Herself. And sometimes it seems to her that Fate itself was that Monkey, who showed the way to Happiness. Through the pages of the site http://happy-school.ru
EXPENSES FOR HAPPINESS, EXPENSES!
Cherish happiness, cherish!
Notice, rejoice, take
Rainbows, sunrises, stars of eyes -
It's all for you, for you, for you.
Heard a quivering word -
Rejoice. Don't ask for a second.
Don't waste time. To nothing.
Rejoice at this, him!
How long is the song destined to last?
Can everything in the world repeat itself?
Leaf in the stream, bullfinch, elm over the steep ...
Will it be a thousand times!
On the boulevard light up the evening
Poplar burning candles.
Rejoice, do not spoil anything
No hope, no love, no meeting!
Thunder hits from a heavenly cannon.
Rain, rain! There are freckles on the puddles!
Twists, dances, hits the pavement
Heavy rain, walnut-sized!
If you miss this miracle,
How can we live in the world then ?!
Everything that flew past the heart
No way to return it later!
Temporarily put aside sickness and quarrels,
Leave them all for old age
Try so that even now
This "charm" has passed you.
Let the skeptics mutter to death.
Do not believe them, bilious skeptics -
Joy is neither at home nor on the road
Evil eyes, even if they burst, cannot be found!
And for very, very kind eyes
There is no squabble, no envy, no anguish.
Joy itself will reach out to you,
If your heart is bright.
See beauty in the ugly,
See river floods in the streams!
Who knows how to be happy in everyday life,
He really is a happy man!
And the roads and bridges sing
The colors of the forest and the wind of events,
Stars, birds, rivers and flowers:
Cherish happiness, cherish! Eduard Asadov. 
Parables about happiness. In one small town two families live next door. Some spouses constantly quarrel, blaming each other for all the troubles, while others do not care for their soul mate. The obstinate mistress marvels at the happiness of her neighbor.Thursday, October 26, 2012 00:37 ()
The earth, covered by the starry cover of the sky, smiled happily, admiring in a dream the white-foam, fragrant tide of blossoming gardens. She listened with pleasure as the green bank confessed his love to his blue-eyed, swift girlfriend, the river, who tenderly touched him with her gentle wave.
Deep sleep continued to quietly hum lullabies, taking care of the revival of new vitality on earth.
A parable is one of the oldest types of edifying story. Instructive allegories allow you to briefly and succinctly give any moral setting without resorting to direct conviction. That is why parables about a life with morality - short and allegorical - at all times have been a very popular educational tool, touching upon a variety of problems of human existence.
The ability to distinguish between good and evil distinguishes a person from an animal. It is not surprising that the folklore of all peoples keeps many parables on this topic. They tried to give their own definitions of good and evil, to study their interaction and explain the nature of human dualism in the Ancient East, and in Africa, and in Europe, and in the Americas. A large body of parables on this topic shows that with all the difference in cultures and traditions, the idea of these fundamental concepts in different nations general.
Two wolves
Once upon a time, an old Indian revealed to his grandson one life truth:
- In every person there is a struggle, very similar to the struggle of two wolves. One wolf represents evil - envy, jealousy, regret, selfishness, ambition, lies ... Another wolf represents good - peace, love, hope, truth, kindness, loyalty ...
The little Indian, moved to the depths of his soul by the words of his grandfather, thought for a few moments, and then asked:
- Which wolf wins in the end?
The old Indian smiled faintly and replied:
- The wolf you feed always wins.
Know and do not
The young man came to the sage with a request to accept him as a disciple.
- Can you lie? The sage asked.
- Of course not!
- And steal?
- No.
- And kill?
- No…
“So go and get to know all this,” the sage exclaimed, “but once you know, don't do it!
Black point
Once the sage gathered his disciples and showed them an ordinary piece of paper, where he drew a small black dot. He asked them:
- What do you see?
All in unison answered that the black point. The answer was not correct. The sage said:
- And can't you see this white sheet of paper - it is so huge, larger than this black dot! This is the same in life - we see in people first of all something bad, although there is much more good. And only a few people see the "white sheet of paper" at once.
Parables about happiness
Wherever a person is born, whoever he is, whatever he does, in fact, he does one thing - he is looking for happiness. This inner search continues from birth to death, even if not always conscious. And on this path, a lot of questions await a person. What is happiness? Is it possible, having nothing, to be happy? Is it possible to get happiness ready or do you need to create it yourself?
The concept of happiness is as individual as DNA or fingerprints. For some people and the whole world is not enough to feel at least satisfied. To others it is quite small - a sunbeam, a friendly smile. It seems that there can be no agreement between people about this ethical category. And yet, in various parables about happiness, points of contact are found.
A piece of clay
God blinded man out of clay. He blinded the earth, house, animals and birds for man. And he had an unused piece of clay.
- What else to blind you? God asked.
- Blind me happiness, - asked the man.
God did not answer, he thought and put the remaining piece of clay in the man's palm.
Money can not buy happiness
The disciple asked the Master:
- How true are the words that happiness is not in money?
The Master replied that they were completely correct.
- It's easy to prove. For money can buy a bed - but not a dream; food - but not appetite; medicines - but not health; servants - but not friends; women - but not love; dwelling - but not a home; entertainment - but not joy; teachers - but not the mind. And what is named does not exhaust the list.
Khoja Nasreddin and the traveler
One day Nasruddin met a sullen man walking along the road to the city.
- What's the matter? - Hodja Nasreddin asked the traveler.
The man showed him a tattered travel bag and said plaintively:
- Oh, I'm unhappy! Everything that I own in an infinitely vast world will barely fill this miserable, worthless bag!
“Your affairs are bad,” Nasreddin sympathized, snatched the bag from the traveler's hands and ran away.
And the traveler continued on his way, shedding tears. Meanwhile, Nasruddin ran ahead and put the bag right in the middle of the road. The traveler saw his sack lying on the way, laughed with joy and cried out:
- Oh, what happiness! And I really thought I had lost everything!
“It is easy to make a person happy by teaching him to appreciate what he has,” Hodja Nasreddin thought as he watched the traveler from the bushes.
Wise parables about morality
The words "moral" and "morality" in the Russian language have different connotations. Morality is, rather, a social attitude. Morality is internal, personal. However, the basic principles of morality and ethics overlap in many ways.
Wise parables easily, but not superficially, touch on precisely these basic principles: the attitude of man to man, dignity and baseness, attitude to the Motherland. Questions of the relationship between man and society are often embodied in a parable form.
A bucket of apples
The man bought himself a new house - a big, beautiful one - and a garden with fruit trees near the house. And nearby in an old house lived an envious neighbor who constantly tried to ruin his mood: he would throw garbage under the gate, then he would do some other nasty thing.
One day a man woke up in good mood, went out onto the porch, and there was a bucket of slops. The man took a bucket, poured out the slops, cleaned the bucket to a shine, collected the largest, ripe and delicious apples in it and went to a neighbor. A neighbor opens the door in the hope of a scandal, and the man handed him a bucket of apples and said:
- The one who is rich in what shares what!
Low and dignified
One padishah sent the sage three identical bronze figurines and ordered to convey:
- Let him decide which of the three people, whose statues we send, is worthy, who is so-so and who is low.
No one could find any difference between the three figurines. But the sage noticed holes in his ears. He took a thin flexible stick and stuck it into the ear of the first figurine. The wand came out through the mouth. In the second figurine, the wand came out through the other ear. The third figurine has a stick stuck somewhere inside.
- A person who divulges everything that he hears is certainly low, - reasoned the sage. - Anyone who has a secret enters one ear and exits through the other is a so-so person. Truly noble is the one who keeps within himself all the secrets.
So the sage decided and made the appropriate inscriptions on all the figurines.
Change your voice
Dovewing saw an owl in the grove and asked:
- Where are you from, owl?
- I lived in the east, and now I am flying west.
So the owl answered and began to hoot and laugh viciously. Dovewing asked again:
- And why did you leave your home and fly to foreign lands?
- Because in the east they don't like me because I have a nasty voice.
“In vain did you leave your native land,” said the dove. - You need to change not the land, but your voice. In the west, just as in the east, they do not tolerate an angry hoot.
About parents
Relation to parents is a moral task long ago solved by humanity. Biblical legends about Hama, Gospel commandments, numerous proverbs, fairy tales fully reflect people's ideas about the relationship between fathers and children. And yet there are so many contradictions between parents and children that modern man from time to time it is useful to remind about this.
The constant relevance of the topic "Parents and Children" gives rise to more and more new parables. Modern authors, following in the footsteps of their predecessors, find new words and metaphors to touch upon this issue again.
Trough
Once upon a time there was an old man. His eyes were blinded, his hearing was dulled, and his knees trembled. He almost could not hold a spoon in his hands, spilled soup, and sometimes food fell out of his mouth.
The son and his wife looked at him with disgust and began to put the old man in a corner behind the stove while eating, and the food was served to him in an old saucer. Once the old man's hands were shaking so much that he could not hold the saucer of food. It fell to the floor and shattered. Then the young daughter-in-law began to scold the old man, and the son made a wooden feeding trough for his father. Now the old man had to eat from it.
Once, while the parents were sitting at the table, their little son entered the room with a piece of wood in his hands.
- What do you want to do? - asked the father.
“A wooden feeder,” the baby replied. - When I grow up, dad and mom will eat from it.
Eagle and eagle
The old eagle flew over the abyss. He carried his son on his back. The eaglet was still too small and could not master this path. Flying over the abyss, the chick said:
- Father! Now you carry me across the chasm on your back, and when I become big and strong, I will carry you.
“No, sonny,” the old eagle replied sadly. “When you grow up, you will carry your son.
Suspension bridge
On the way between the two high-mountain villages there was a deep gorge. The inhabitants of these villages built a suspension bridge over it. People walked on its wooden planks, and two cables served as railings. People were so accustomed to walking on this bridge that they could not even hold on to this railing, and even children fearlessly ran across the gorge along the planks.
But one day the ropes-railings disappeared somewhere. Early in the morning, people approached the bridge, but no one was able to take a step across it. While the ropes were there, it was possible not to hold on to them, but without them the bridge turned out to be impregnable.
This is the case with our parents. While they are alive, it seems to us that we can well do without them, but as soon as we lose them, life immediately begins to seem very difficult.
Life parables
Everyday parables are a special category of texts. In a person's life, every moment a situation of choice arises. What role can seemingly insignificant trifles, imperceptible little meannesses, stupid provocations, ridiculous doubts play in fate? Proverbs answer this question unequivocally: huge.
For a parable, there is nothing unimportant and unimportant. She firmly remembers that "the fluttering of a butterfly's wing echoes with thunder in the far-off worlds." But the parable does not leave a person alone with the inexorable law of retribution. She always leaves an opportunity for the fallen to rise and continue the path.
All in your hands
A sage lived in a Chinese village. From everywhere people came to him with their problems and illnesses, and no one left without receiving help. For this they loved and respected him.
Only one person said, “People! Who do you worship? After all, he is a charlatan and a swindler! " One day he gathered a crowd around him and said:
- Today I will prove to you that I was right. Let's go to your sage, I will catch a butterfly, and when he comes out on the porch of his house, I will ask: "Guess what is in my hand?" He will say: "Butterfly" - after all, anyway one of you will let slip. And then I will ask: "Is she alive or dead?" If he says that he is alive, I will squeeze my hand, and if she is dead, then I will set the butterfly free. In any case, your sage will be a fool!
When they came to the house of the sage, and he came out to meet them, the envious asked his first question:
“Butterfly,” the sage replied.
- And alive or dead?
The old man, smiling into his beard, said:
- Everything is in your hands, man.
Bat
Long ago, a war broke out between the beast and the birds. The hardest part was the old Bat. After all, she was both an animal and a bird at the same time. Therefore, she could not decide for herself in any way whom it would be more profitable for her to join. But then she decided to cheat. If the birds gain the upper hand over the beasts, then she will support the birds. Otherwise, she will quickly jump over to the animals. And so she did.
But when everyone noticed how she was behaving, they immediately suggested that she not run from one to another, but once and for all choose one side. Then the old Bat said:
- No! I will stay in the middle.
- Good! Both sides said.
The battle began and the old Bat, caught in the middle of the battle, was crushed and died.
That is why whoever tries to sit between two chairs will always find himself on the most rotten part of the rope that hangs over the mouth of death.
The fall
One student asked his Sufi mentor:
- Teacher, what would you say if you found out about my fall?
- Get up!
- And next time?
- Get up again!
- And how long can it last - everything to fall and rise?
- Fall and rise as long as you live! After all, those who fell and did not rise are dead.
Orthodox parables about life
Another academician D.S. Likhachev noted that in Russia the parable as a genre "grew" from the Bible. The Bible itself is littered with parables. It was this form of teaching the people that Solomon and Christ chose. Therefore, there is nothing surprising in the fact that with the arrival of Christianity in Russia, the genre of the parable has become deeply rooted in our land.
Popular belief has always been far from formalism and "bookish" complexity. Therefore, the best Orthodox preachers constantly turned to allegory, where they generally transformed the key ideas of Christianity into a fairy-tale form. Sometimes Orthodox parables about life could be concentrated in one phrase-aphorism. In other cases - in a short story.
Humility is a feat
Once a woman came to the Optina hieroschemamonk Anatoly (Zertsalov) and asked him for his blessing for a spiritual feat: to live alone and fast without hindrance, pray and sleep on bare boards. The elder said to her:
- You know, the evil one does not eat, does not drink and does not sleep, but everything lives in the abyss, because he has no humility. Submit yourself in all the will of God - here is your feat; humble yourself before everyone, reproach yourself in everything, bring sickness and sorrow with thanksgiving - this is beyond any deeds!
Your cross
It seemed to one person that he was living very hard. And he once went to God, told about his misfortunes and asked Him:
- Can I choose another cross?
God looked at the man with a smile, took him to the storehouse, where there were crosses, and says:
- Choose.
For a long time the man walked around the storehouse, looking for the smallest and lightest cross, and finally he found a small, small, light, light cross, went up to God and said:
- Lord, can I take this one?
- You can, - answered God. - This is your own and is.
About love with morality
Love moves the worlds and human souls. It would be strange if parables ignored the problem of the relationship between a man and a woman. And here the authors of parables raise a great many questions. What is love? Can we define it? Where does it come from, and what is destroying it? How to get it?
Narrower aspects are also touched upon by parables. Household relations between husband and wife - it would seem, what could be more commonplace? But here, too, the parable finds food for thought. After all, it is only in fairy tales that the matter ends with a wedding crown. And the parable knows: everything is just beginning with this. And keeping love is just as important as finding it.
All or nothing
One man came to a sage and asked: "What is love?" The sage said, "Nothing."
The man was very surprised and began to tell him that he had read many books in which it is described that love can be different, sad and happy, eternal and fleeting.
Then the sage replied: "Everything."
The man again did not understand anything and asked: “How can I understand you? All or nothing?"
The sage smiled and said: “You yourself have just answered your question: nothing or everything. There can be no middle way! "
Mind and Heart
One person argued that the mind on the street of love is blind, and that the main thing in love is the heart. To prove this, he cited the story of a lover who swam across the Tigris River many times, bravely fighting the current to see his beloved.
But one day he suddenly noticed a speck on her face. After that, swimming across the Tiger, he thought: "My beloved is imperfect." And at the same moment the love that kept him on the waves weakened, in the middle of the river his forces left him, and he drowned.
Repair, not throw away
An elderly couple who have lived together for over 50 years was asked:
- Probably, you have never quarreled in half a century?
- They swore, - answered the husband and wife.
- Maybe you never had a need, you had ideal relatives and a house - a full cup?
- No, everything is like everyone else.
- But you never wanted to break up?
- There were also such thoughts.
- How did you manage to live together for so long?
- Apparently, we were born and raised in those days when it was customary to fix broken things, not throw them away.
Do not demand
The teacher learned that one of his students was persistently seeking someone's love.
“Don't ask for love, you won’t get it,” said the teacher.
- But why?
- Tell me, what do you do when uninvited guests are pounding at your door, when they knock, shout, demanding to open it, and tear their hair out of not being opened?
- I lock it tighter.
- Do not break into the doors of other people's hearts, so they will close before you even more. Become a welcome guest and any heart will open before you. Take the example of a flower that does not chase bees, but by giving them nectar attracts them to itself.
Short parables about insult
The outside world is a tough environment that constantly pushes people against each other, striking sparks. A situation of conflict, humiliation, and the received insult can unsettle a person for a long time. The parable comes to the rescue here too, playing a psychotherapeutic role.
How to respond to an insult inflicted? Unleash anger and respond to the impudent person? What to choose - the Old Testament "eye for an eye" or the evangelical "turn the other cheek"? It is curious that of the entire corpus of parables about insults, Buddhist ones are the most popular today. The pre-Christian, but not the Old Testament approach seems to our contemporaries the most acceptable.
Go your own way
One of the disciples asked Buddha:
- If someone insults or hits me, what should I do?
- If a dry branch falls on you from a tree and hits you, what will you do? - he asked in response:
- What will i do? It's a simple coincidence, a simple coincidence, that I was under a tree when a branch fell from it, - said the student.
Then the Buddha remarked:
- So do the same. Someone was mad, angry and hit you. It's like a branch from a tree fell on your head. Don't let it bother you, go your own way as if nothing happened.
Take it for yourself
Once, several people began to viciously insult the Buddha. He listened in silence, very calmly. And so they felt uneasy. One of these people addressed the Buddha:
- Do not our words hurt you ?!
“It's up to you to decide whether to offend me or not,” the Buddha replied. - And my - to accept your insults or not. I refuse to accept them. You can take them for yourself.
Socrates and the impudent
When some insolent man kicked Socrates, he endured it without uttering a word. And when someone expressed surprise at why Socrates ignored such an impudent insult, the philosopher remarked:
- If a donkey kicked me, would I really start bringing him to court?
About the meaning of life
Reflections on the meaning and purpose of being belong to the category of so-called "damned questions", and no one has an unambiguous answer. However, a deep existential fear - "Why do I live if I die anyway?" - torments every person. And of course, the parable genre also touches on this issue.
Every nation has parables about the meaning of life. Most often it is defined as follows: the meaning of life is in life itself, in its endless reproduction and development through subsequent generations. The short duration of everyone's existence an individual viewed philosophically. Perhaps the most allegorical and transparent parable in this category was invented by the American Indians.
Stone and bamboo
It is said that once stone and bamboo had a strong argument. Each of them wanted a person's life to be similar to his own.
The stone said:
- A person's life should be the same as mine. Then he will live forever.
Bamboo replied:
- No, no, a person's life should be like mine. I die, but I am immediately born again.
Stone objected:
- No, it's better to be different. Let be better man will be like me. I do not bow to the wind or rain. No water, no heat, no cold can harm me. My life is endless. There is no pain or concern for me. This is how human life should be.
Bamboo insisted:
- No. A person's life should be like mine. I am dying, it is true, but I am being reborn in my sons. Isn't that so? Take a look around me - my sons are everywhere. And they, too, will have their own sons, and they will all have smooth and white skin.
To this the stone could not answer. Bamboo won the argument. This is why human life is like the life of a bamboo.
Good afternoon, my dear friends!
As always, let's start the conversation about happiness, about how success and happiness are connected with parables.
Parable about happiness.
The sage walked along the road, enjoying the beauty of the world around him, admiring a sunny day, flowering fields, colorful butterflies. He walked towards him, hunched over from overwhelming burden, an unhappy person who was clearly not up to the joys of the world.
“For what purpose do you condemn yourself to unbearable suffering? Why do you need this? ”The sage asked him.
“I suffer for the happiness of my children and grandchildren. My great-grandfather suffered all his life so that his grandfather was happy, and my grandfather suffered, taking care of happiness for my father. So that happiness would not bypass my home, my father suffered. And I will endure all the suffering for the happiness of my children and grandchildren, ”he heard in response.
"Was anyone in your family happy?"
"No, but my children and grandchildren will certainly be happy!"
“An illiterate cannot teach reading, and a mole will never raise an eagle! To understand how to make happy children and grandchildren, you must first learn to be happy yourself, ”said the sage.
Parable about family happiness.
Two families lived nearby in a small town. In one of them there are eternal quarrels and strife, and in the other, happiness and mutual understanding have settled. How the obstinate mistress envied that everything was so fine in the neighbor's house. One day she says to her husband: "Go to the neighbors, see what makes everything so quiet and smooth."
There is nothing to do, the man went to the neighbors, quietly entered the house and in a secluded corner and hid. He watches with interest what is happening in the house. And the hostess, humming merrily, tidies up the house and she deftly turns out everything.
And then I began to wipe the expensive vase from dust, but the phone rang at the wrong time. The woman was distracted, and put the vase on the very edge of the table. At this time, her husband also needed something in the room. He hooked on the vase and dropped it on the floor.
“Lord, what will happen now,” thought the hidden neighbor.
And the woman, sighing with regret, said to her husband: “Sorry, dear, I put the vase down so casually. It's my fault".
“What are you, dear? I didn’t notice the vase in a hurry, and it’s my fault. And in other matters, the main thing is that no greater misfortune should come to us ”.
… How painful it was to listen to all this to a neighbor. It pinched his heart. I was very upset and went home quietly.
“And why did you go there for so long? What did you manage to spy on? " - his wife met him on the doorstep.
"Succeeded!"
"Well, how are they doing there?"
"They are all to blame, but we are all always right."
The parable of the happy and unhappy.
There was one person in the world. He was very rich and famous. It would seem that success and happiness are his constant companions. He had everything he could only dream of, what he liked and what he liked - he had everything: dozens of cars and even an airplane, and no one considered the rest. But at the same time he was completely unhappy. Even ascending into the sky on an airplane, he felt nothing but sadness.
All his desires were fulfilled instantly, and he did not have them already. There was not a single obstacle on his way that would interfere with success and happiness, but they were absent. A rich courtyard, exquisite cuisine, amazing attractions, travel - nothing amused him. He himself could not explain the cause of his suffering. Sadness and discontent were his constant companions.
And he decided to commit suicide, for which he went to the river. And on the shore, a beggar was fishing for himself in order to figure out a simple supper. He rejoices at the fish caught, like a piece of gold. All glows with happiness.
"And why are you so happy?" - asked the unfortunate man.
"Why, the evening is so warm, the sunset is beautiful and my dinner will be excellent."
"Is this really enough to be so happy and content with your life?"
"Yes, today success accompanies me and I'm just happy!" - answered the beggar.
“You don’t have anything.”
“Oh, yes, I am the richest in this world,” the beggar looked at the rich man in bewilderment.
“I have it all, but what is your wealth if you don’t even have shoes?”
The beggar smiled slyly: “I have the main thing: my desires, goals, the future in which I aspire, an infinite number of problems that need to be overcome. I solve the most exciting crossword puzzle - my own life. What could be more interesting. Today I am the luckiest person on this earth, I have a wonderful dinner. And I am happy, I am happy! "
The rich man reflected for a long time in the dark night, returning home. What he understood is not known, but the next day he disappeared. They could not find him and he himself did not appear anymore. Obviously he left in search of success and happiness, where there are problems, plans, goals, dreams. To a world where desires appear.
Rejoice if you still have desires in your life that have not been fulfilled, problems that you have to cope with, tasks awaiting your solution. When all this is gone, the joy of achievement will disappear. An endless night will come, in which success and happiness cannot be considered.
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God blinded a man out of clay, and he had an unused piece.
- What else to blind you? God asked.
- Blind me happiness, - asked the man.
God did not answer, and only put the remaining piece of clay into the man's palm.
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How to find your soul mate
A wise parable on how to find your soul mate
The philosopher threw an apple in his palm, turned it around, looking from different sides, and said thoughtfully:
“People think their souls are like apples.
- In terms of? - his student became interested.
- More precisely, halves, - corrected the philosopher.
- That's about it. He carefully cut the apple in two and laid it on the table.
- They have such a belief that there is an ideal match for every person. It seems that God, before sending souls into the world, cuts them in half, into male and female halves. Like an apple. So these halves wander, looking for each other. And find? How do you imagine it? What is the likelihood of such a meeting? Do you know how many people there are in the world?
- Many.
- That's it. And besides, well, they will find each other, so what next? Do you think they will make a whole apple and live in peace and harmony?
- Well, yes. Isn't that so? - the Pupil was surprised.
- No not like this. The teacher picked up halves of an apple in his hands and raised them to his face.
- Here are two fresh souls descend into the world. What does the world do to human souls? The philosopher with a crunch bit off a piece from one half.
“The world,” he continued with a full mouth, “is not static. And cruel. He grinds everything for himself. One way or another. Cuts off piece by piece, or bites off, or even grinds into baby puree. He took a bite of the other half and was silent for a while, chewing.
The apprentice stared at the two stubs and swallowed nervously.
“And so,” the Philosopher solemnly proclaimed, “they are meeting! He connected the bitten halves.
- And what, they suit each other? HET !!!
“Look here now,” the Teacher interrupted and took a few more apples.
- We cut each in half, put two halves from different apples at random - and what do we see?
“They don't fit,” the Apprentice nodded.
- Well, what do we see? Do they pair now?
- Yes, - the apprentice nodded thoughtfully.
- Now they match perfectly.
- Because the world bit them not one by one, but together!
People who love each other become one whole: together they enjoy life and together take the blows of fate, learn to understand each other perfectly, support each other and push to achieve success.
And over time, some couples adopt even habits from each other, become similar characters and harmoniously complement each other.
That is, second halves are not born, but become. And this is painstaking work.
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The parable of the best husband
An instructive parable about how a woman asked a wise old man for a divorce from her husband.
Once a woman came to the wise old man and said:
- You got married between me and your husband two years ago. Now divorce us. I don't want to live with him anymore.
- What is the reason for your desire to get a divorce? - asked the sage.
The woman explained this:
- All husbands return home on time, but my husband is constantly delayed. Because of this, there are scandals every day at home.
The elder, surprised, asks:
- Is this the only reason?
“Yes, I don’t want to live with a person with such a flaw,” the woman replied.
- I will divorce you, but on one condition. Come back home now, bake a big delicious bread and bring it to me. But when you bake bread, do not take anything in the house! Ask your neighbors for salt, water, eggs and flour. And be sure to explain to them the reason for your request, - said the sage.
The woman went home and got down to business.
I went to a neighbor and said:
- Neighbor, lend me a glass of water.
- Have you run out of water? Isn't there a well dug in the yard?
“There is water, but I went to the wise old man to complain about my husband and asked to divorce us,” the woman explained.
And as soon as she finished, the neighbor sighed:
- Eh, if you only knew what my husband is!
And she began to complain about her husband.
After that, the woman went to another neighbor to ask for salt.
- You are out of salt, are you asking for just one spoon?
“There is salt, but I complained to the elder about my husband, asked for a divorce,” the woman says, and before she could finish, the neighbor exclaimed:
- Eh, if you only knew what my husband is! - and began to complain about her husband.
So, to whom this woman did not go to ask for food, she heard complaints from everyone about their husbands.
Finally, she baked a large delicious bread, brought it to the sage and gave it with the words:
- Thank you, taste my work with your family. Just don't think of divorcing my husband.
- Why, what happened, daughter? The sage asked.
- My husband turns out to be the best! - she answered him.
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The king announced that the husband of the princess will be the one who will love her all her life.
On the appointed day, hundreds of suitors gathered in the palace. Everyone wanted to prove that they would love the princess forever.
The girl looked at the dressed-up boys and thought. Then she called her teacher and talked with him for a long time.
“I won't talk to the suitors today,” the princess announced. - Divide them into groups. Have the first group come tomorrow night. In the afternoon I will study with the teacher.
- Daughter, you have already graduated from school, - the queen was surprised.
“It's never too late to learn,” replied the princess.
The teacher's house was near the road. When the first groom, a noble knight on horseback, passed by, he saw a beautiful beggar woman with a basket of flowers by the road. Seeing the knight, she asked:
- Buy a bouquet, young man.
- Get out of the way, beggar, - shouted the knight and galloped away.
So did all the young men who hurried to the palace that day.
In the evening, the sad princess received the suitors. After saying a few words, she immediately sent them away. The same thing happened on the second day and on the third.
- Daughter, why are you driving everyone away? The queen asked anxiously.
“They can't see beauty, Mom.
A month has passed. All the grooms of the last group gathered in the palace, there was only one groom and the princess herself. They appeared together, and the princess announced that she had found her fiancé.
Then she told the queen:
My teacher advised me to how to choose a husband. He said: "The love of the one who will love you in rags will live until the end of his life."
Every day I changed into old clothes and waited for suitors near the road. Only this young man stopped and bought a bouquet from me. He told me that I was beautiful.
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Independent woman
Once upon a time Absolutely Independent Woman... About a year ago, she became such - absolutely independent, which she was terribly proud of.
She woke up when the alarm went off and never lay in bed. She didn't care whether she drank coffee or tea: it took her a long time to overcome her addiction to caffeine. And she overcame, at the same time expelling everything sweet, high-calorie and not healthy from her diet. So she drank water in the morning and ate unsweetened and unsalted oatmeal.
She broke up with her friends because she didn't want to depend on them.
She was completely indifferent to shopping - and no one would dare to reproach her for losing her head because of a shiny rag. What's shopping! She did not lose her head from men either. Many months have passed since she chased away her beloved (and in fact she almost fell into dependence on him).
In short, absolutely Independent Woman felt that a little more - and she would become Ideal Woman.
There was a rustle outside her door on Saturday morning. She opened it. Staggering with fatigue, Ko stood on the doorstep
old wise lion lay in the grass and basked in the sun. Little L'venok suddenly swept past. He jumped, now and then circling around himself.
What are you doing? - Leo asked lazily.
I want to catch my tail! - answered the Lion.
But why do you need NSthen? - Lev chuckled.
They told me that my happiness was in the tail. If I catch myself by the tail, then I will catch my own happiness. Therefore, I have been running after my tail for the second day. However, it eludes me all the time.
Yes, - grumbled the wise old King of Beasts, - once I, like you, ran after my happiness, but it all the time eluded me. Then I decided to leave this venture. Over time, I realized that it is pointless to chase after happiness, since it always follows me. Wherever you are, your happiness is always with you ... You just need to remember this!
Parable "Who creates happiness"
God blinded a man out of clay, and he had an unused piece.
- What else to blind you? God asked.
- Blind me happiness, - asked the man.
God did not answer, and only put the remaining piece of clay into the man's palm.
Parable "The True Length of Life"
One man was looking for the perfect place. He searched for a long time. And so in a distant country he found a place where he felt good. He wandered around the city he liked so much and looked around. But when he wandered into the cemetery, he was horrified. On all the tombstones, the dates of death indicated that these people lived for two or three years to within the hours lived. In fear, the man ran out of the city, but on the square he ran into an old man. In horror, the man shouted: - You monsters! Are you killing your children? The old man showed him a little book, which hung around his neck on a chain, and said: - When our child reaches maturity, we give him such a book. And every moment, every minute or hour of real happiness in our life, each of us enters into this book. After death, we add up all these moments. And these are the real days of our life.
The parable of freedom of choice
“Once upon a time there was only one Teacher. This strange man remained happy all his life, the smile never left his face! His whole life seemed to be filled with the scent of a holiday ... And even on his deathbed he continued to laugh merrily. that he is enjoying the coming of death! ”His disciples sat around - bewildered, confused - and perplexed.
And finally, one of them could not stand it and asked:
- Teacher, why are you laughing? All your life you have laughed. But we did not dare to ask you how you manage it. And now we are completely confused. As you die, you continue to laugh! But what's so funny about that ?!
And the old man answered: - Many years ago I came to my Master. I was young and stupid then, as you are now. I was only seventeen years old, and I was already a sufferer - exhausted and embittered with life. My Master was then seventy, and he laughed just like that, for no reason. I asked him: "How do you do it?" And he replied: "I am free in my choice. And this is my choice. Every morning, when I open my eyes, I ask myself: what will you choose today - bliss or suffering?" And so it turns out that since then I have chosen bliss every morning. But this is so natural! "
Angel de Cuatie, "The Golden Section".
Parable "Happy Hen"
Once a thief got into someone else's chicken coop and stole a chicken. When he ran away, he knocked over the lamp, and the chicken coop caught fire. The chicken looked back and, seeing the fire of the fire, understood: he saved her life. When the thief fed the chicken with millet and bread, the chicken understood: he was taking care of her. When the thief wandered from city to city, hiding the chicken in his bosom, the chicken understood: he loved her. When the chicken saw that the thief brandished a knife, she realized: he wants to commit suicide. She jumped on the knife and covered the thief with her body. And she died happy.
About coffee and life priorities
A group of successful alumni who have made remarkable careers came to visit their old professor. Of course, soon the conversation turned to work - graduates complained of numerous difficulties and life problems. After offering coffee to his guests, the professor went into the kitchen and returned with a coffee pot and a tray laden with a variety of cups - china, glass, plastic, crystal - simple, expensive, and exquisite. When the graduates disassembled the cups, the professor said: If you noticed, all the expensive cups were disassembled. Nobody chose simple and cheap cups. The desire to have only the best for yourself is the source of your problems. Realize that a cup alone does not make coffee better. Sometimes it is just more expensive, and sometimes it even hides what we drink. What you really wanted was coffee, not a cup. But you deliberately chose the best cups .. And then you looked at who got which cup. Now think: life is coffee, and work, money, position, society are cups. These are just tools for keeping Life. What kind of cup we have does not determine or change the quality of our Life. Sometimes, concentrating only on the cup, we forget to enjoy the taste of the coffee itself. Enjoy your coffee! " happy people there is no best. But they get the best out of what is. Happiness is wanting what you have. It’s not about having what you want.
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