02/06/2025
Once upon a time, a farmer had a valuable horse run away.
'Bad news!' said the people.
'Good news, bad news, who knows?' replied the farmer.
Later the horse returned to the farm with many wild horses accompanying it.
'Good news!' said the people.
'Good news, bad news, who knows?' replied the farmer.
Some time after that, the farmer's son fell and broke his leg while trying to train one of the wild horses.
'Bad news!' said the people.
'Good news, bad news, who knows?' replied the farmer.
Soon after, the army came through town conscripting young men, and the farmer's son was passed up.
'Good news!' said the people.
'Good news, bad news, who knows?' replied the farmer.
And on and on it goes.
I can picture where I was, sitting on the couch in front of the fire, next to my wise old Dad, when he first shared this old Chinese parable with me.
This pic was taken a different day, when I was super excited to be in Ballarat for work and having a little break from my hectic day to day life in West Footscray.
I think of that story so often. It's such a great way of stopping ourselves in our tracks when we automatically get caught up in a negative response to our circumstances.
It can an equally good reminder not to get attached to something as definitely being good news either. We tend to think we 'should' focus on the positive, but another lesson my Dad loved to share was from The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying, which teaches us the value in reducing our attachments and aversions. Trying to let go of any assessment of things or people as being good or bad, positive or negative.
Next time something comes up and you have an automatic response to it as being either good or bad news, try mulling over the idea that we don't really know, and seeing what freedom it might bring.
Who knows? It might even be helpful. π€·π½ββοΈπ