Intotdeauna temperamentul meu navalnic si gura mea sloboda mi-a facut probleme, la a caror rezolvarea am muncit mult, Mi s-a parut ca e mai bine sa iti descarci energia negativa, sa spui ce gandesti, sa te eliberezi de furia care se strange in tine.Comportament tipic latin si destul de comun - repezeala si nervii, lipsa de calm, vorbele aruncate in vant, vorbele pline de venin spuse ca sa muste, privirile pline de subinteles - l-am preluat si l-am propagat in toate modurile comunicarii. Hate music, hate mails, hate attitude.
Si gresim cand nchidem ochii la un aspect destul de important pe care am sa vi-l prezint printr-o scurta poveste cu morala dureroasa:
“There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he had to hammer a nail into the back of the fence. “The first day the boy had driven 27 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. “Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. “He told his father about it and the Father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. “The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his Son by the hand and led him to the fence. “He said, 'You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. “You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. But it won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry; the wound will still be there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one. “Remember that anyone with whom you come into contact is a human and all humans have value. “Anger has a deleterious effect on us all. Including our kids who observe their parents and others."
Si-acum ma voi intoarce la activitatea migaloasa de a bate cate-un cui in orgoliul meu prostesc, cu speranta ca nu veti inchide ochii si nu va veti ascunde in spatele unor vorbe spuse ca sa doara.
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Daca nu ma insel , este si o povestioara invatata in clasele primare.
cicatricile sunt bune. ai observat cum cei mai caliti si mai rezistenti oameni sunt cei cu cicatrici si urme de boala? asa cum un micro ici-colo, o lovitura in genunchi, un ac si o zgrietura intaresc fizicul unui individ, asa un feedback dureros sau corect, o insulta aruncata in gluma si rautatile generale intaresc psihicul unui om. Chiar daca persoana in cauza are second thoughts despre tine, tu stii ca i-ai facut un bine on the long term.
Daca ar fi dupa tine, chiar si pentru acel "eat dust" de pe twitter ar trebui sa bati un cui. However, dat fiind ca-s destul de calit, I'll take it light-heartedly and smile. So, then.
Singurul razboi adevarat, pe care il purtam continuu, este cu noi insine; de obicei, atunci cand ,,eliberam furia'', cand lasam gura sloboda, pierdem o batalie; important este sa nu se adune prea multe, caci atunci razboiul...
,,Sfarsitu-i nu-i aici''- PASAREA COLIBRI, cu Florian Pittis: de ascultat!
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