Crooked is also beautiful and above all: unique

I still see the teacher today as he tells the story of the construction of the stone wall. Unlike other topics or “lessons” from school, I remember exactly how I felt when listening to the story: I was very pleased with the simple yet profound presentation of one of life’s basic rules. The basic rule that one can fail in perfectionism, because it affects the view of one’s own potential and depletes the people. What is real in wholeness is already perfect. Incidentally, the temporal form perfect in linguistics is called “accomplished present” and describes a completed act in which the result or the sequence is in the foreground. A good reason to consider a completed state as perfect. Stories, poems, fairy tales and legends – film, lyrics and folk songs Recently, I read a story to my godchild. It was unknown to both of us. That was a magical moment. A moment shaped by impulse, inspiration, joy & humour, connectedness and curiosity. I am always fascinated by how many people are enthusiastic about “strange” stories and stories and eagerly await the end. The end also means the closing of a circle, one now “knows” more, is enriched and inspired. But we must also inspire with our stories – ourselves and others. This is only possible if we recognize our uniqueness, do not compare ourselves to become like other people: our essence is phenomenal and knows about the desired action and being in the now. The one condition is that we create and allow the freedom for the game to play and put ourselves in the spotlight in connection with the universal ‘big and the whole’.

The two bad bricks

A monk had the task to build a wall in his monastery. Since he had never laid brick before, this task was not easy, it was a challenge. But he went to great lengths to put all the stones that were needed into each other in a straight and even fashion. When the wall was finally finished, he proudly stepped back to inspect his creation. Stepping back, the first thing he noticed was that there were two bricks near the center of the wall that were askew. Two bad bricks – what a horrible sight! The monk tried to scrape the mortar, but it had dried. He went to the leaders of the monastery and asked if he could destroy the wall and start over. But they simply said there was not enough money and he would have to leave the wall is it was. This tormented the monk. For several months, he dwelled on the fact that the ugliest wall in the monastery was the one that he had built. If people came to the grounds for a tour, he often volunteered to lead them – just so he could skip going past that wall! Many months later, as visitors to the monastery roamed the garden, a guest’s gaze fell on the masonry. “That’s a nice wall!” He remarked. “Sir,” the monk replied in surprise, “don’t you notice the two leaning bricks? ” The guest’s next words changed the monk’s attitude to his wall, to himself and to many other aspects of life fundamentally. “Yes,” said the guest, “I see the two bricks, but I also see 998 well-placed stones.” The monk was overwhelmed. For the first time, he also saw the many other stones in addition to the two poorly used bricks. They were all used perfectly. So far he had focused only on his mistakes and had been blind to everything else. (Buddhist story) The story of the two bad bricks might help us to stay positive when we are back in a situation where illness of a relative, an unfulfilled love, the dept we are under, a failed project or an unclosed business deal make us forget about the many amazing things that we experience in life. Let’s focus more on the 998 phenomenal stones of our own wall!