Perspective Matters; or, Why We Need Our Friends
Thursday, January 05, 2012
I found the following story on the back of a box of Celestial Seasonings tea, of all places. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did. I did paraphrase to comply with rules and regulations, and you'll find a link to the Celestial Seasonings website attached. It's wonderful! Besides information about their products, they have a very nice blog. Everything is put together with gorgeous graphic work.
(Did I mention that I love tea?)
"They call it a mountain," whispered the Monkey to the Zebra.
"Mountain!" laughed the Zebra. "It's nothing but a little lump between the veldt's verdant edge and the sparkling river that refreshes us. A shady, peaceful rill; a green grassy bump, a gentle slope that makes me sing out loud and inside my heart as I gallop from one place to another."
"Perhaps," allowed the Monkey, with more than a little reluctance. "But you have four long legs and it's much easier for you to race up that slope than it is for me to climb it."
"It's a matter of simple perspective; one that has nothing to do with the length or strength of your legs. A mountain is only as high as you, inside your mind, choose to make it." With that, he smiled at his friend as he knelt; and the Monkey climbed aboard his sleek striped back, gripping the Zebra's mane tightly with his little hands.
"I see now exactly what you mean," the Monkey said. His view would be forever altered by his place atop the strong back of his friend; and never again would he consider himself alone.
- Adapted from a story by Debra Bokur
Sometimes I feel like a monkey, and other times I feel more like a Zebra. How about you?