Posts Tagged ‘Wisdom’

That’s Right, Son

March 30, 2018

“I thought because we had a bad moment, we were going to have a bad day, but we didn’t!”

– L., Age 7


So It’s Something To Keep In Mind

March 28, 2018

People frequently share articles with me concerning the reality of hospitals, and I appreciate that, but I usually end up just nodding my head and moving on because of something my grandmother once told me after she had made numerous hospital visits:

“If you’re not sick before you visit a hospital, you will be afterwards.  And if you are sick before you visit, you’re going to be sick from something else as well not long after.”

Now, of course, if you need to go the hospital, then go to the hospital, but my own experiences have proven to my satisfaction the wisdom of her words.

He . . . Has A Point

March 19, 2018

And Hate has been driven off by Love, but Hate can never be truly defeated, for when Love falters, Hate . . . shall . . . return!

– Something I overheard my son saying while he was playing the other day

In My Case, I Suspect Another Breeze Will Be Along Any Minute

March 1, 2018

Some days when you’re becalmed, it’s time to break out the oars.  Other days, it’s just time to enjoy the stillness while it lasts.

“Why Am I Typing?” Would Also Work

February 12, 2018

As a rule I’m not a big fan of motivational speakers, but I am a big fan of accepting wisdom where I find it, so the idea behind W.A.I.T. (Why Am I Talking?) really appeals to me.

It Takes Actual Wisdom To Listen Though

February 9, 2018

Sometimes wisdom sounds like you telling yourself that now is not the time to be funny.

You Know What, Son? You’re Right

October 31, 2017

I feel like all these songs are only saying ‘Just do it!’, and that’s not always helpful.

– My son after hearing yet another “Don’t give up!” song in class today

Time Will Always Tell

May 19, 2017

While I’ve heard variations on this parable before, recently I heard what I thought was the best version I had ever encountered, but after a while I realized it was still lacking something for my tastes.  Once I had that thought though, I knew what I thought it needed, so what follows is my personal version:

A king and his doctor were once fond of hunting together in the woods.  One day, however, the king accidently cut his finger very deeply while they were out.

“This is bad,” the king said.

“Good . . . bad . . . time will tell,” the doctor said as he bandaged the wound.

Over time the cut became infected, and the king began to fret.  “Is it bad?” he asked the doctor as the doctor was again tending to the cut.

“Time will tell,” the doctor replied.

Eventually the infection became severe, and the king’s finger had to be amputated to save his life.  The king was furious!

“You are a terrible doctor!” he shouted at his one time friend.  “Not only could you not save my finger, you couldn’t even give me a straight answer when I asked you!  Maybe a little time in a prison cell will teach you the difference between good and bad!”

“Time will tell,” was the doctor’s only reply as he was being lead away to his cell.

So the next time the king went hunting, he went hunting alone.  As these were his “personal” woods, he assumed he would be safe, but unbeknownst to him, the woods also contained several varieties of malicious fairies who had different ideas.  Normally they avoided humans, but this particular day they were looking for sacrifices for reasons known only to them, so the captured the king, trussed him up, and began the ritual that would culminate with the ending of his life.

“This is bad,” the king thought, but then the fairies noticed the king’s missing finger.

“This sacrifice is flawed!” they cried, so left the king where he was as they went off in search of more suitable sacrifices.  Eventually the king freed himself from his bonds and made his way back to his castle.

Upon arriving home, the king summoned the doctor before him.  “My apologies, my friend,” the king said.  “I thought it was bad when I lost my finger, but if I had not lost my finger, the fairies would have sacrificed me.  Furthermore, I thought it was bad when the fairies captured me in the first place, but had they not, I would not have realized the wisdom of your words.  Good . . . bad . . . time does indeed tell.  The only bad thing here was me having you thrown into a cell.  Can you forgive me?”

“There’s nothing to forgive, my friend,” the doctor answered with a smile.  “Had you not acted as you had, I would have been with you in the woods that day when the fairies captured you, and *I* have ten fingers.”

And The Farther Away The Observer, The Easier It Is

February 10, 2016

It is easier by far to appear wise than it is to be wise.

– Robert Alan

Or Sick . . . Or Sick AND Tired

February 8, 2016

It’s amazing how much “mature wisdom” resembles being too tired.

Robert A. Heinlein