A friend told me a version of this story. I checked it out via an Internet google, found another version and then edited it. So, here is my edited version of someone's wonderful story.
The
Duck and the Bottle
Frank went to a wise
person in search of wisdom. The wise person sent him on a journey, “Climb to
the top of that mountain in the distance. At the peak, you will find a cabin,
and in that cabin you will find a bottle, and in that bottle you will find a
duck. Get the duck out of the bottle without harming the duck or the bottle,
and in that process you will find wisdom. I will come to visit you in a week!”
Frank set off on his
search. Indeed, he made it to the top of the mountain and found a cabin. Inside the cabin was a bottle, with a duck
inside. But how to get the duck out of the bottle without harming either was
puzzling to say the least. Days of worry
and confusion begin turning into frustration and anger. By the end of one week,
Frank was stressful and anxious.
The wise person stopped
by and noticed the duck was still in the bottle. “I will give you another week.
Then I will come to check on you,” he informed Frank.
But a week later poor
Frank was full of his worry, anxiety, stress and anger. He had even begun to doubt his abilities. A seemingly impossible puzzle was sitting beside
him, quacking at him and no answer remotely in sight. The duck was still in the
bottle. The wise person stopped by, saw
Frank`s situation, asked about wisdom. Frank
said he still hadn’t figured out what to do about the duck and the bottle. The wise person realized that Frank needed more
time to figure out the puzzle.
When the wise person
returned the end of the third week, Frank was sitting outside, humming and
enjoying the view from the mountain top.
He was peaceful and content as he could be.
The wise person noticed the duck was sitting by his side and still inside the bottle, so he asked Frank what he had learned. Frank looked him in the eye and replied, “I’ve learned that wisdom knows that this is not my duck, not my bottle, not my problem!”
The wise person noticed the duck was sitting by his side and still inside the bottle, so he asked Frank what he had learned. Frank looked him in the eye and replied, “I’ve learned that wisdom knows that this is not my duck, not my bottle, not my problem!”
We often have to remind
ourselves that while we care for other people, some of their problems are not
ours no matter how much they want to give them to us.
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