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Parable about the world view
There was a small crooked tree by the road. One night a thief ran by. He saw a silhouette from a distance and, with fear, thought that a policeman was standing by the road, so he ran away in fright.
One evening a young man in love passed by. He saw a slender silhouette from afar and decided that his beloved was already waiting for him. He was delighted and walked faster.
Once a mother with a child passed by a tree. The kid, frightened by terrible fairy tales, thought that a ghost was peeping by the road and burst into tears.
But ... a tree has always been just a tree.
The world around us is just a reflection of ourselves.
The parable of two snowflakes
Art by Jan Pashley
It was snowing. It was quiet and calm, and fluffy snowflakes circled slowly in a bizarre dance, slowly approaching the ground.
Two small snowflakes flying alongside struck up a conversation. So that they would not be carried away from each other, they held hands and one snowflake said cheerfully:
- What an incredible feeling of flying!
- We do not fly, we just fall, - the second answered sadly.
- Soon we will meet the earth and turn into a white fluffy blanket!
- No, we are flying towards destruction, and on the ground we will simply be trampled.
- We will become streams and rush to the sea. We will live forever! - said the first.
“No, we will melt and disappear forever,” the second objected to her.
Finally they got tired of arguing.
They unclenched their hands, and each flew towards the fate of her own choosing.
The parable of the tree
One tree suffered greatly because it was small, crooked and ugly. All the other trees in the neighborhood were much taller and prettier. The tree really wanted to become like them, so that its branches flutter beautifully in the wind.
But the tree grew on the side of the rock. Its roots clung to a small piece of soil that had accumulated in the crevice between the rocks. An icy wind rustled in its branches. The sun illuminated it only in the morning, and in the afternoon it hid behind a rock, giving its light to other trees growing down the slope. It was simply impossible for the tree to grow larger, and it cursed its unfortunate fate.
But one morning, when the first rays of the sun illuminated it, it looked at the valley below and realized that life was not so bad. There was a magnificent view in front of him. None of the trees below could see even a tenth of this wonderful panorama.
A rock ledge protected it from snow and ice. Without its crooked trunk, knobby and strong branches, the tree simply could not survive in this place. It had its own unique style and took its place. It was unique.
The parable of why someone else's wife is sweeter
In ancient times, the Lord blinded ten Adams. One of them plowed the land, another grazed sheep, the third fished ... After some time they came to their Father with a request:
- Everything is there, but something is missing. We are bored.
The Lord gave them dough and said:
- Let everyone blind at their own discretion a woman who likes what: plump, thin, tall, small ... And I will breathe life into them.
After that, the Lord brought out sugar on a platter and said:
- Here are ten pieces. Let everyone take one and give it to his wife, so that life with her is sweet.
And they did just that.
The Lord frowned.
“There is a rogue among you, for there were eleven lumps of sugar on the platter. Who took two pieces?
All were silent.
The Lord took their wives from them, mixed them up, and then distributed them to whom they got.
Since then, nine out of ten men think that someone else's wife is sweeter ... Because she ate an extra lump of sugar.
And only one of the Adams knows that all women are the same, because he himself ate the extra lump of sugar.
The parable of the real price
A merchant bought a large diamond in Africa, the size of a pigeon's egg. He had one drawback - there was a small crack inside. The merchant asked the jeweler for advice and he said:
- This stone can be split into two pieces, from which two magnificent diamonds will be obtained, each of which will be many times more expensive than a diamond. But a careless blow can break this miracle of nature into a handful of tiny pebbles that will cost a penny. I do not dare to risk it.
Others responded in the same way. But one day he was advised to turn to an old jeweler from London, a master with golden hands. He examined the stone and again spoke about the risks. The merchant said that he already knew this story by heart. Then the jeweler agreed to help, calling a good price for the work.
When the merchant agreed, the jeweler summoned his young apprentice. He took the stone in his palm and once hit the diamond with a hammer, breaking it into two equal parts. The merchant asked with admiration:
- How long has he been working for you?
- Only the third day. He does not know the real value of this stone, and therefore his hand was firm.
The parable of happiness
Artist: Thomas Kinkade
Happiness was walking through the forest, enjoying nature, when suddenly it fell into a hole. Sits and cries. A man was walking by, Happiness heard a man and shouts from the pit:
- I want a big and beautiful house with a sea view, the most expensive one.
Happiness gave a person great house by the sea, he was delighted, ran away and forgot about Happiness. Happiness sits in the pit and cries even louder.
The second person was walking by, he heard the Happiness of the person and shouted to him:
- Good man! Get me out of here.
- And what will you give me for this? The man asks.
- And what do you want? - Happiness asked.
- I want a lot of beautiful and expensive cars, various brands.
Happiness gave a person what he asked for, the person was delighted, forgot about Happiness and ran away. Happiness has completely lost hope.
Suddenly he hears a third person walking, Happiness shouted to him:
- Good man! Get me out of here.
The man pulled Happiness out of the pit and moved on. Happiness was delighted, ran after him and asked:
- Human! What do you want for helping me?
“I don’t need anything,” the man replied.
And so Happiness ran after the man, never lagging behind him.
Parable about where happiness is hidden
The wise old cat lay on the grass and basked in the sun. Then a small nimble kitten rushed past her. He tumbled past the cat, then briskly jumped up and again began to run in circles.
What are you doing? The cat asked lazily.
- I'm trying to catch my tail! - the kitten answered breathlessly.
- But why? - the cat laughed.
- I was told that the tail is my happiness. If I catch my tail, then I will catch my happiness. So I have been running after my tail for the third day. But he eludes me all the time.
The old cat smiled the way only old cats can do it and said:
- When I was young, they also told me that my happiness was in my tail. I ran after my tail for many days and tried to grab it. I did not eat, did not drink, but only ran after the tail. I fell exhausted, got up and again tried to catch my tail. At some point, I became desperate. And I just went where my eyes were looking. And do you know what I suddenly noticed?
What? The kitten asked in surprise.
- I noticed that wherever I go, my tail everywhere follows me. You don't have to run for happiness. You must choose your own path, and happiness will go with you.
"Home Sweet Home"
To comprehend the main life values and building a creative life program. - Yu. E. Chelovskaya
The Royal Family lived in one beautiful State. Peace and joy reigned in their castle. But one day a disaster struck. As the King walked through the garden, picking flowers for his lovely daughters, the sky darkened, and thunder and lightning could be heard. Suddenly he saw the Green Serpent Gorynych flying by, he picked up the King and took him to his dark kingdom.
Chaos came in their Kingdom, the city began to empty, then it was time to draw lots who would dare to save the King and prevent the whole State from perishing. The youngest daughter of the King decided on this brave act. While the eldest daughter is put on the post of head of the interim government.
The youngest, without thinking twice, collects things, jumps on her Faithful Black Horse and goes in search of her father.
For a long time - for a long time she rode through the fields, forests, ravines, until she saw a foreign State. Entering the city, she saw jewelry, things, drinks from different countries, beckoning her so much that the Princess forgot how she got here and why. And then she remains in this wonderful place full of brilliance.
Lived there for a long time. Once, when she was strolling by the beautiful seashore, she met the Prince….
He asked her:
- Light of my eyes, do you like music?
- Yes - answered the Princess.
- Then I will gladly perform my best composition for you on the Harp.
Playing it very melodiously and beautifully, he bewitched the Princess and wanted to imprison her ... but then the Harp string broke and the Princess freed herself from the spell and realized that it was a False Prince.
Having jumped on her Faithful Horse, she galloped to the call of her heart, fearing that the False Prince would repair his Harp and overtake her ... she began to seek shelter in order to hide at least for a while. Having galloped half the night, she fixed her gaze on the open gate .. from which warmth breathed. Jumping off the horse, she went there. There she was called by a woman:
- Hello Princess! I and my people have been waiting for you for a long time! What prevented you from coming earlier?
- Hello! For what? I do not remember! In these foreign lands I was captivated and bewitched: the glitter of jewels and the musical Harp of the False Prince. I have never felt such an inner emptiness as I do now! I really hope that you will tell me what to do next?
- The fact is that our worst enemy, the Green Serpent Gorynych, has been stealing the inhabitants of the city for a long time. And once, my husband the Sage was a sign that when the Princess comes into our house accompanied by the Faithful Black Horse, the sorrow will end, for she will defeat the founder of all troubles and sufferings .. And here you are, then that your father was kidnapped by the Green Serpent Gorynych, and you alone dared to go in search of him.
- Who are you?
- I am a kind Sorceress, and my husband is a Sage. I want to help you and give you a magic ball that will show you the way.
- Thank you for your help and direction to my goal. Goodbye.
- Goodbye! Wait a minute! Remember: on the way to the lair, danger can lie in wait for you at every step. Be attentive and don't forget - we believe in you!
And the Princess, leaving her horse with the Good Sorceress and Sage, went for a magic ball, which alone knew the way to the Serpent's lair. Along the path she meets Heat - the Bird languishing in the ice, which begs her to help her free herself from this age-old curse .. To do this, you need to solve riddles. The princess decides. Then the Heat - Bird asks her questions:
- Which is faster?
- What is the nicest in the world?
- What is the most familiar of all?
- What is fatter?
The princess, without hesitation, answers:
- The fastest in the world - Thought. Thought is the seed, and love is the water that feeds it. The main thing is to realize the value of your thoughts.
- All the loveliest - this is a Dream, in a dream every grief is forgotten!
- The family is the most dear, because one for all and all for one. They stand up for each other.
- The fattest of all is the Earth that does not grow, that does not live - the Earth nourishes.
The Clever Princess melted the Age of Ice, guessing riddles, and as a gratitude, the Heat - Bird pulled out a burning feather, which will further illuminate the path to the dark dungeon of the Green Serpent Gorynych. So she went on her way. She went to the spring and suddenly heard groans .. looking around, she saw the Apple tree, which was drying up. The tree asked to be watered. The princess, typing water in her palm, fulfilled the request of Yablonka, and she, in return for her help and compassion, revealed the secret of the water of this spring, with which you can defeat any dark forces... She also gave a jug. The princess thanked Yablonka, filled a jug of Magic water from the spring and walked on. Long or short, but finally the ball is over. The princess raised his eyes and saw the Crystal Castle, going there she thought: "How can ... in such a beautiful place ... live the most terrible creature?" But, remembering the Good Sorceress's parting words, she decides to get the feather given by the Firebird. The feather was so bright that the light opens her eyes, and does not blind her. Seeing a wretched picture .. of this complete burnt out .. emptiness .. dirt and poor imprisoned people, the Princess feels fear, but the inner core and newfound confidence give strength to go further .. Passing the monotonous rooms, she finds herself in the main Hall, where Green Zmey Gorynych. The princess sees the laid table, and next to it there is a throne on which the Serpent sits.
- Hello! Have a seat! Are you hungry? Taste my food and drinks!
- Thank you, generous Green Serpent Gorynych! I have come to give you a gift so that you have mercy!
- Come to me, let me see!
The princess comes up and hands him a jug of water. But the Serpent sensed a catch and gave her gift back. Exclaiming:
- Take it! Deceiver!
The princess, without hesitation, splashes the Magic Water on the Snake and he disappears .. only a bunch of keys remain from him ... The princess picks them up and runs to free the prisoners. Among them, she finds her father. And he says:
- How long have I been waiting for you!
The daughter, through tears of joy, answers: "I am so happy that you are with me again!"
The people rejoice and everyone returns home. Everything ends well .. And the fairy tale continues .. I can only promise that they will live - yes, live, and although I could hardly believe that the house would be filled with joy, but still Good wins up, and success awaits every hero!
ISSUES FOR DISCUSSION
Main theme The line of fairy tale heroes (motivation of actions) | The line of the heroes of the fairy tale (a way to overcome difficulties) The line of the heroes of the fairy tale (attitude to the world around and to oneself e) 1. What do the hero's actions bring to those around him joy, grief, insight? | Actualized feelings Images and symbols in fairy tales Originality of the plot |
THE WOLF IS INSIDE US
An old Cherokee Indian told his grandson about the struggle in the soul of man. He said: - Kid, there are two wolves fighting in us, one represents Misfortune - fear, anxiety, anger, envy, longing, self-pity, resentment and inferiority.
Another wolf Happiness is joy, love, hope, serenity, kindness, generosity, truth and compassion.
The little Indian thought for a few moments, and then asked: - And which wolf in the end wins? The old Cherokee replied simply, “The wolf you feed always wins.
PENCIL
Before putting the pencil in the box, the pencil master put it aside.
There are five things you need to know, ”he said to the pencil,“ before I send you out into the world. Always remember them and never forget, and then you will become best pencil you can be.
First, you can do many great things, but only if you allow someone to hold you in their hand.
Second, you will experience painful sharpening from time to time, but it will be necessary to become the best pencil.
Third, you will be able to correct the mistakes you make.
Fourth, your most important part will always be inside you.
And fifth - no matter what surface you are used on, you are always obliged to leave your mark. Regardless of your condition, you must keep writing.
THE PARABLE OF THE HORSE
The horse ran away from the peasant. How to sow, how to plow? The peasant wept. Somehow they plowed the field, somehow sowed it. Time has passed. The horse came and brought the foal. Oh, what happiness, the horse ran away, brought the foal. The foal grew up, turned into a mighty horse. A peasant's son rode on it, fell and broke his leg. “What a grief,” the peasant cried, “the son broke his leg.” They knock on the door in the morning: mobilization. All the young guys are taken to the war with the neighboring kingdom. But they didn’t take the peasant’s son. He was delighted: what happiness - the son broke his leg.
- If we cannot change the situation, then we can choose how to react to it: with a plus sign or with a minus sign.
- Everything that is done is for the better, in every event there is a meaning that cannot be immediately grasped. Only subsequent events will prove the good of what happened.
- Any problem is a test, any test is a challenge. Each challenge contains the germ of future luck. Time passes, a chain of events unfolds, leading a person to success.
GORGEOUS [anti-manipulation, honesty]
A girl was walking along the road, beautiful as a fairy. Suddenly she noticed that a man was following her. She turned around and asked:"Tell me, why are you following me?"
The man replied: "Oh, lady of my heart, your charm is so irresistible that it commands me to follow you. They say about me that I play the lute beautifully, that I am devoted to the secrets of the art of poetry and that I can awaken the torment of love in the hearts of women. I want to declare my love to you, because you captured my heart! "
The beauty looked at him in silence for a while, then said: "How could you fall in love with me? My younger sister is much more beautiful and more attractive than me. She follows me, look at her."
The man stopped, then turned around, but saw only an ugly old woman in a patched cape. Then he quickened his steps to catch up with the girl. Lowering his eyes, he asked in a voice expressing resignation: "Tell me, how could a lie get out of your mouth?"
She smiled and replied: "You, my friend, also did not tell me the truth when you swore your love. You know perfectly all the rules of love and pretend that your heart is aflame with love for me. How could you turn around to see to another woman? "
ABOUT COFFEE
A young girl comes to her father and says: "Father, I am tired, I have such a hard life, such difficulties and problems, I swim against the tide all the time, I have no more strength. What should I do?"
Instead of answering, my father put three identical pots of water on the fire, threw carrots into one, put an egg in the other, and poured ground coffee beans into the third. After a while, he took out the carrots and the egg from the water and poured coffee from the third pot into a cup.
What changed? he asked his daughter.
The egg and carrots are boiled, and the coffee beans are dissolved in the water, she replied.
No, my daughter, this is only a superficial view of things. Look - hard carrots, having been in boiling water, have become soft and pliable. A fragile and liquid egg has become hard. Outwardly, they have not changed, they only changed their structure under the influence of the same unfavorable circumstances - boiling water. So do people - outwardly strong can unstuck and become weaklings where fragile and delicate only harden and get stronger ...
And coffee? - asked the daughter.
O! This is the fun part! The coffee beans completely dissolved in the new hostile environment and changed it - they turned boiling water into a magnificent aromatic drink. There are special people who do not change due to circumstances - they change the circumstances themselves and turn them into something new and beautiful, deriving benefit and knowledge from the situation.
SAD [self-esteem, self-acceptance]
Once the king went to his garden and found withered and dying trees, bushes and flowers. Oak said that he was dying because he was not as tall as a pine tree. Turning to the pine, the king found that it was dying from the fact that it could not produce grapes. And the vineyard dies because it cannot bloom as beautifully as a rose.
And the king found only one flower, pansies, blooming and fresh as always. He was interested to know why this is happening. The flower replied:
I took it for granted that when you put me down, it was pansies that you wanted. If you wanted to see an oak, vineyard or rose in the garden, you would plant them. And I - if I cannot be anything other than what I am - I will try to be that as best I can.
You are here because existence needs you as you are. Otherwise, there would be someone else here.
COLLECT THE DOWN
One person spoke ill of the rabbi. But one day, feeling a pang of conscience, he decided to ask for forgiveness, saying that he agreed to any punishment. The rabbi told him to take some downy pillows, rip them open and throw the fluff into the wind. When the man did this, the rabbi told him: "Now go and collect the fluff. "
But this is unreal! the man exclaimed.
Of course. And although you may sincerely regret the harm you have done, it is just as impossible to correct the evil done by words, as it is to collect all the fluff.
TEACHER
Once a neighbor woman with a boy came to the wise Teacher and said: "I have already tried all the methods, but the child does not listen to me. He eats too much sugar. Please tell him that this is not good. He will obey because he respects you very much. "
The teacher looked at the child, at the trust in his eyes, and said: "Come back in three weeks."
The woman was completely at a loss. It's such a simple thing! I don't understand ... People came from different countries, and Teacher helped them solve big problems right away ... But she obediently came three weeks later. The teacher looked at the child again and said, "Come back in three more weeks."
Here the woman could not stand it, and dared to ask what was the matter. But the Teacher only repeated what was said. When they came for the third time, Master said to the boy, "Son, listen to my advice, don't eat too much sugar, it's unhealthy."
Since you advise me, I will no longer do this, ”the boy replied.
After that, the mother asked the child to wait outside for her. When he came out, she asked, "Master, why didn't you do it the first time, is it that easy?"
The teacher confessed to her that he himself liked to eat sugar, and before giving advice, he had to get rid of this weakness himself. At first he decided that three weeks would be enough, but he was wrong ...
One of the signs of a true Master is this: he will never teach what he has not passed himself.
VALUES IN LIFE
Before the lecture, a professor of philosophy enters the hall and places severaldifferent things. When class begins, he silently takes a large empty mayonnaise can and fills it with large stones.
Then he asks, "Was the can full?"
Yes! - the students agree.
Then the professor takes out a box with small pebbles and pours it into the same jar. He chatted the jar lightly, and the pebbles, of course, filled the open areas between the rocks. He asked the students again: "Is the can full?"
They laughed and agreed that the can was full. Then, the professor takes out a box of sand and pours it into the jar. Naturally, sand fills the rest of the space.
Now, - said the professor, - I want you to understand that this is your life. Stones are important things: your family, your friends, your health, your children. If everything else was lost, and only they remained, your life would still be full.
Pebbles are other things that matter like your job, your house, your car. Sand is everything else, it's just the little things in life. If you pour the sand into the jar first, there will be no room for pebbles and stones.
It's the same in life. If you spend all your time and energy on little things, you will never have room for things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are most important to your happiness. Take care of the stones first, it really matters.
Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.
The husband and wife lived for thirty years. On the day of the 30th anniversary of marriage, my wife, as usual, baked a roll - she baked it every morning, it was a tradition. At breakfast, she divided it across, smeared both parts with butter, and, as usual, serves it to her husband upper part, but halfway her hand stopped ...
She thought: “On the day of our thirtieth birthday, I want to eat this ruddy part of the bun myself; I dreamed about it for 30 years. In the end, I was an exemplary wife for thirty years, I raised him wonderful sons, was a faithful and good lover, and ran a household , she put so much strength and health on our family. "
Having made this decision, she serves the bottom of the bun to her husband, and her hand is trembling - a violation of 30-year-old tradition! And her husband, taking the bun, told her: "What an invaluable gift you made to me today, darling! For 30 years I did not eat my beloved, the lower part of the bun, because I believed that it rightfully belongs to you."
IN SEARCH OF FATE
Once, two sailors set off on a journey around the world to find their destiny. They sailed to the island, where the leader of one of the tribes had two daughters. The eldest is a beauty, and the youngest ... Well, how to say, so as not to offend anyone .. Not really. One of the sailors said to his friend: "That's it, I have found my happiness, I stay here and marry the daughter of the leader."
Yes, you're right, the eldest rain of the leader is a beauty, a clever girl. You did right choice- get married.
You do not understand me, friend! I will marry youngest daughter the leader.
Are you crazy? She's ... not very good.
This is my decision and I will.
The friend swam further in search of his own happiness, and the groom went to woo. It must be said that in the tribe it was customary to give a ransom for the bride .... by cows. The good bride stood ten cows. He drove ten cows and went up to the leader:
Chief, I want to take your daughter and give ten cows for her!
it a good choice... My eldest daughter beautiful, clever, and she is worth ten cows. I agree.
No, leader, you do not understand. I want to marry your youngest daughter.
Are you kidding me, dear man? You can't see, she's so ... not very good.
I want to marry her.
Okay, but as an honest person I can't take ten cows, she's not worth it. I'll take three cows for her, no more.
No, I want to pay exactly ten cows.
They merried. Several years passed, and a wandering friend, already on his ship, decided to visit the remaining comrade and find out how his life was. Swam, walks along the shore, and a woman meets unearthly beauty... He asked her how to find his friend. She showed. Comes, sees - his friend is sitting, the kids are running around ..
How are you?
I'm happy.
Here comes that beautiful woman.
Here, meet. This is my wife.
How? Why are you married again?
No, it's still the same woman.
But how did it happen that she changed so much?
And you ask her yourself?
A friend approached the woman and said: "Sorry for the tactlessness, but I remember what you were ... not very much. What happened that you became so beautiful?"
It's just that one day I realized that I was worth ten cows ...
PSYCHOTHERAPEUTIC FAIRY TALES
CLOUD AND LAKE
Prevention of a passive life position, "self-flagellation", refusal of constructive activity - V. Buyanovskaya
You probably all know the large, impenetrable swamp north of the city. Nothing grows on it, and it seems that only occasionally black clouds fly over it. Neither the sun, nor the moon, nor the more so a cloud never appears above him. No birdsong or human speech is heard there. Even children and animals go around this ruinous place.
And once, very, very long time ago, everything was completely different. Then a very long time ago, on the site of this terrible swamp, there was a beautiful Lake. Throughout the District, the lake was famous for its the purest water, graceful willows stood on the banks, bathing their loose branches in the waters of the lake. And what kind of fish was found there. From the very early morning, the boys came to fish and splash in the clear waters, in the afternoon, adults came, after a hard day to swim, relax, sip crystal water. Lovers came at night. How much laughter, how many declarations of love the Lake heard. And the birds sang all day. In the morning, the Sun greeted the Lake, bathing its rays in its waters, at night the moon paved a silver path along which little silver men glided.
More often than others, one Cloud swam over the Lake. It was so small, so light, so fast. Cloud loved the Lake very much and each time tried to be with it as much as possible. Cloud loved the Lake very much, but the Lake was very proud, unapproachable and did not encourage such flirting. It offended the Cloud, and the Cloud cried, it floated away into the distance, but then it forgot everything and returned.
But the Lake loved only itself. Singing of birds, dancing of fish, laughter of children began to irritate him. It was so proud that it did not even like the little streams that flowed into it. Everything irritated him. The lake believed that it was very beautiful and no one was worthy of it, no one could compare with it. And Cloud was crying more and more often. Other clouds and adult clouds could not calmly watch how the Cloud was melting. They half-force, half-persuasion forced me to fly south, to distant Africa. At first, Oblachko was very worried, but when he saw how people and plants rejoice in him, he slowly got used to life without the Lake.
And the Lake has become completely unbearable since the Cloud flew away. Only the cheerful and light disposition of the Cloud smoothed out the deteriorating and deteriorating nature of the Lake. Over time, the birds began to fly around the Lake and the fish tried to move to other bodies of water. Gradually, the Lake stopped communicating with the streams, which for so long replenished it with fresh water. The lake was no longer so crystal clear. His vows of love, childish laughter were not heard on the shores, no one wanted to swim after hard day... Even the beautiful willow trees removed their loose branches, they had nowhere else to look. The lake gradually became more and more muddy and swampy.
The last frogs left him. They could not bear that no one hears them, and so for whom to try. And the Lake did not worry. He felt very good alone, no one distracted him from smart thoughts, no one bothers to admire himself. True, sometimes it glanced at the sky to see if the Cloud was sailing. But the cloud did not float. Only sometimes the black cloud paused, looked reproachfully, showered streams of abuse and floated on. And the Lake lived on its own, no one understandable life... It did not even notice when it managed to turn into a swamp. And the worst thing was that he didn't care at all.
PARTING
A fairy tale for children whose parents are separated - A. Smirnova
Trouble struck the bear family. Quite unexpectedly for the little bear, dad went to live in another den. All he said was: "Don't worry, son, we will see each other, only less often." These words upset Mishutka more than they reassured him. He could not understand why dad decided to leave and why they should rarely see each other, why he could not play a ball with him before dinner, swim in the pond, as before, and not hear the usual in the morning: "Get up, sleepyhead, it's day started".
"How scary these adults are," thought the bear, "they always need to change something. After all, everything was so good."
Hearing one night how mum was quietly crying, the bear came out of the den and knocked on the owl.
Listen, owl, you are the wisest in our forest. Explain why dad left us? Maybe we offended him in some way or did he just stop loving us?
The owl pondered.
You know, bear, there are many difficult questions in life. They are not easy to answer.
Even you?
Even me.
Today I heard my mother crying, and I was completely at a loss. What if dad left because of me? He probably stopped loving me, and if I leave home, he will return to my mother. Then she won't cry anymore.
I think your mom will be even more upset, and dad loves you. He told me about it himself. He feels bad the same way as you, only he does not show this to anyone.
But if he feels bad, why won't he come back?
Because in the lives of adults, things often happen that are difficult for children to understand. It will take many years before you learn about the many complexities of life.
But I want to know now. Why do people break up? I heard from the beasts that daddy new family... It turns out that he abandoned us and will soon forget completely?
No, he won't. You are part of his life.
I don't want to be a part. Let everything be as before.
You see, bear, every family has its own life. It can be very long. Children grow up, and mothers and fathers part before the appearance of grandchildren.
Is it like a fox? Mom left them.
And like a fox, and like a bunny. He came to me last summer and complained that Daddy offends Mom, and as soon as he intercedes, he gets it too.
I know. The bunny said that he was afraid of dad, and with his mother alone he was calmer.
You see how different relationships are. Probably, your parents felt that their life together ended earlier than they wanted. And in order not to offend each other, as it happened in the bunny family, they parted.
There are flowers that cannot coexist in the same flower bed, although they like each other. If they grow up side by side, they quickly begin to see, constantly argue and quarrel. When they are transplanted into different flower beds, they bloom again.
It is the same with adults. At first they love each other, and then something happens and it becomes difficult to live together.
I understand, but it doesn't make it any easier.
It should be so. Parting with someone you love is always difficult, but it does happen sometimes. The main thing is to be able to survive it.
It's hard to be a child, - the bear sighed.
It's not easy to be an adult either. You will understand this when you grow up. So don't be offended by dad and calm mom down. She worries about you very much. It is difficult for her now too. Help her.
POWER OF LOVE
A tale about the value of love, the relationship between a man and a woman. - Andrey Gnezdilov
In the old knightly times, people, in addition to their own names, gave each other nicknames. This was especially true for kings. Who has not heard of Henry the Handsome, Louis the Magnificent, Karl the Bold. But in one country there was a king who could not find a nickname. As soon as he was given a nickname, he changed, showing completely opposite qualities. To begin with, when he ascended the throne, he was nicknamed the Weak. It happened like this. There was a custom in the country according to which queens succeeded the throne and then chose their own husbands. According to knightly traditions, a tournament was convened and strong queen made her chosen one. But at that time, Queen Palla was on the throne. She was called beautiful, but, besides, she still had a willful character and no one could guess how she would act. And at the tournament, where the strongest Knights fought for the honor of taking the throne, the queen chose not the winner, but the weakest knight. His name was Rich, and whoever he tried to fight, he was immediately kicked out of the saddle. What a scandal happened when Palla, stepping down from the throne, put a golden crown on his head!
However, there was no need to argue with the queen. But King Rich immediately received the nickname of the Weak. And of course, the offended wasalls refused to obey him. They joined forces and decided to overthrow Rich, and give the queen a husband whom they respect. Their troops surrounded the capital and demanded to depose the king. Then the king and queen drove out of the gate, and Palla said that if there was at least one of the soldiers who could defeat the king, she would agree to yield to the demands of her subjects. And then a miracle happened. The strongest knights clashed with the weak king, and not one of them sat in the saddle. The ashamed knights were forced to submit. No one understood how it happened that Rich emerged victorious from all the fights. - Maybe witchcraft is involved here?
Yes, witchcraft, Queen Palla replied when rumors of her subjects' suspicions reached her. - And his name is my love. She is able to transform the weak into the strong. And from that time on, King Rich was called the Strong.
Once the country suffered a crop failure and hunger. People were ready to give up the most expensive things for a piece of bread. And from somewhere in the kingdom merchants poured into the kingdom. They carried bread, but they charged exorbitant prices for it, so that when the bread disaster ended, the inhabitants felt an even worse misfortune - dependence and slavery. Almost half of the country was in debt. King Rich's power was shaken. His subjects now served not him, but cunning and greedy usurers. Then the king announced that he intends to pay all the debts of the inhabitants of his country, but with the condition that the merchants leave it. Reluctantly, foreigners gathered in the capital. They did not want to leave the kingdom where they lived so richly and freely. And so they came up with a trick. Blacksmiths made huge scales for them, and on one of the cups their slaves put stone boulders covered with a thin layer of gold. The merchants rubbed their hands enough, knowing in advance that the king would not have enough treasures that could outweigh another cup. And the truth is, when all the gold of the royal treasury is easy on the scales, they did not even flinch.
Your Majesty! Even if you yourself, with all your valor, enter the scales, they are unlikely to be able to outweigh the debts! - the merchants said sarcastically. And then the king took off his crown, stepped down from the throne and stood on the scales. They didn't move. Rich glanced at the queen and she smiled at him. At the same instant, the scales with the king dropped and touched the ground. The amazed usurers could not believe their eyes, and the king began to throw gold from the cup. Finally, he was left alone on the scales, and the bowl with gilded stones was still hanging in the air.
I'm not going to haggle, ”Rich said.
Therefore, I offer myself for the debts of my subjects. You can see that the scales don't lie. The traders hissed viciously: - Why do we need this king without his treasures and country. He doesn't even have a crown on. He is nobody.
Then get out! the king exclaimed angrily. - And if at least one remains on my land until tomorrow morning, he will be executed!
But we will not have time to collect our goods! - shouted the traders. Here is your good, which you put on the scales! Take it with you! - answered Rich.
And the crowd of usurers, fearing that their deception would be revealed and they would pay with their heads, dragged their stones away from the capital.
How much do you weigh, Your Majesty? The queen asked Rich, laughing.
As much as your witchcraft, - answered the king, who was immediately nicknamed Heavy.
A little time passed, and new events hit the life of Rich and Palla. From the farthest outskirts of the country, where the inaccessible mountains towered, Lady Cora Glon arrived at the court. The queen was beautiful, but she involuntarily had to look away when the burning gaze of the new beauty slowly slid over the admiring crowd of nobles, and then boldly stopped at the queen. Truly it was a dangerous rival. Her bold outfits, trampling on bashfulness, kindled the hearts of men. She danced with such passion, as if she was experiencing heartstrings to everyone who was paired with her. She could, not knowing fatigue, ride a horse from morning until late at night. She shot her bow without missing. But most importantly, she was surrounded by mystery. No one knew about the existence of the castle of Glon before, no one could fully understand the charm of Cora, who dazzled with her wealth and freedom of circulation.
No one knew the intoxicating scents that she used in her perfume. Apparently, they were dizzy, giving birth to the most shameless dreams. Finally, who did she need? She seemed to want everything and everyone at once. And so, as if madness entered with Lady Glone. Ardent youths and stern men, forgetting about their affections, were drawn to only Kore. Violent disputes, wild jealousy, deadly fights - that was what attracted the courtiers.
Tears and despair, passion and anger followed Lady Glon in an endless train, and she seemed to notice nothing. 
Laughing, singing, dancing, she called to her, promising herself to everyone who would submit to her alone. Without a scepter and a crown, she began to reign at court, and poor Palla had to share power with her. Ball after ball, holiday after holiday followed incessantly, and Lady Glone was inexhaustible, as were her riches, which she generously threw on feasts and pleasures. From time to time she brought one or another admirer closer to her. But his happiness was short-lived, and soon he disappeared somewhere. No one dared to blame Cora, for a new victim was eager to replace his opponent.
King Rich took part in all the entertainment, but none of the courtiers could accuse him of treason. Many thought that Cora was aiming at him, gradually drawing the king into her trap, and warned Palla. But she could not overcome her pride and demand an explanation from her subject or ask the king to stop the revelry.
But one day the king did not return from the hunt. In vain the queen waited for him, in vain the huntsmen ransacked the whole forest. Not a trace of King Rich remained. And evil tongues immediately renamed it from Heavy to Light. But the sadness for the disappeared king was short-lived. Lady Glon, breaking mourning, again prepared a magnificent ball. The queen tried to call her subjects to order, but they refused to obey her.
- Give us a new king, Your Majesty, and we will obey! - answered the nobles taught by Cora. But Palla flatly refused. Leaving the palace, the queen, so as not to hear the noises of fun, went into the forest. The night was drawing to a close when Palla heard the clatter of hooves. A cavalcade of discharged horsemen, torches in hand, swept through the forest.
These were the intoxicated guests who decided to end the feast with a hunt. But animals were not her prey. They raced after Kore Glon. A cheerful band scattered through the forest, and only distant voices and laughter awakened the silence. The queen wanted to continue on her way, but suddenly stopped at the edge of the clearing. In the middle of it, she saw a familiar knight. As if rooted to the spot, he froze, looking ahead of him and lowering the dying torch. Now the bushes parted, and Lady Glon appeared on horseback to meet him. She was naked, with only wild hair falling over her white shoulders, tangled with a horse's mane. A pack of silent dogs ran out into the clearing and surrounded the knight. Cora raised her hand imperiously, and he, touching the reins, approached her. How the snake wrapped itself around the lady knight and dug into his lips, and the dogs grabbed his horse.
With a choked sad cry, the rider disappeared, and in his place, tail between his legs, was a new dog. The lady spurred her horse on, and the pack of dogs followed her. With horror, Palla returned to the palace, realizing that Cora Glon is a witch and the fight against her is meaningless. She could not lean on any of her subjects. A conspiracy had already matured around her. And at the end of the year, the courtiers again gathered in the palace and demanded that the queen choose a new king.
No, Palla replied. - I choose only once, and you know my choice - this is King Rich.
But he cheated on you and the kingdom! - angry voices were heard.
Maybe so, but he did not change my love! - answered Palla.
It's time to make a new choice, Queen! - said Lady Glone, approaching the throne. A triumphant grin curled her lips. A dozen conspirators surrounded the queen and tore off her crown.
I give you life, Palla! - exclaimed, laughing, Cora Glon. “But only so that you can share it with my fool. He remained faithful to you and therefore lost his crown. I will put it on a more worthy one. The crowd parted. Chained in chains, King Rich appeared in front of Palla in a clownish outfit.
Now you two will amuse me, - said the sorceress. With firm steps, she climbed the steps of the throne and placed Palla's crown on her head. In the same instant, her head turned into a terrible dog's face. The body shrank and became covered with hair. Instead of words, a hoarse bark escaped from her mouth. The knights grabbed their weapons. With a wild howl, the sorceress jumped out the window and smashed against the stones.
Who could defeat the sorceress, your majesty? Rich asked Palla. 
Not me! she replied. - But my love and your loyalty!
Since then, King Rich has been nicknamed the Faithful.
Proverbs and Tales Is an amazing means of conveying what life wants to tell us! Love for life, self-confidence, kind and active attitude towards others - these are the main lessons of parables and fairy tales.
In a simple and accessible form, they help people to cope with difficult situations - problems in the family, loss of loved ones, to open new strengths in themselves and find inner harmony. By influencing the consciousness and subconsciousness, a fairy tale or parable can help determine the correct way to solve their problems, and by projecting the action of the hero of a fairy tale or parable onto modern life by changing his thinking and behavior, a person can take the path of personal development, cure neurotic disorders and somatic diseases.
Proverbs and Tales in a simple and accessible form remind us of great love God to his creations, about the immortality of the human soul and about everything that gives meaning to our existence on planet Earth.
The parable of the pebbles
Three nomads were settling down for the night in the desert, when suddenly the sky was illuminated with a magical light, and the voice of God was heard:
- Go to the desert. Collect as many pebbles and pebbles as you can. And tomorrow you will be delighted.
And that's all. The light faded and there was complete silence. The nomads were furious.
- What is this god? They said. - He invites us to collect trash ?! A real god would tell us how to eliminate poverty and suffering. He would give us the key to success and teach us how to prevent wars. He would reveal great secrets to us.
Nevertheless, the nomads went into the desert and collected a few pebbles. Throwing them casually to the bottom of the travel bags. And then we went to bed. In the morning they set off. Not immediately one of them noticed something strange in his bag. He put his hand in there, and in his palm was - no, not a useless stone! - a magnificent diamond. The nomads began to get other pebbles and found them. That they all turned into diamonds They were delighted - until they realized how few stones they had collected last night.
The parable of flint and flint
Having received a strong blow from a flint one day, Flint indignantly asked the offender:
- Why did you attack me like that? I don’t know you. You seem to confuse me with someone. Leave me, please, my sides alone. I do no harm to anyone.
“Don't be angry in vain, neighbor,” the flint-bar said with a smile. - If you have a little patience, you will soon see what a miracle I will extract from you.
At these words, the flint calmed down and began patiently to bear the blows of the flint. And, finally, fire was carved out of it, capable of performing genuine miracles. So the patience of the flint was rewarded by merit.
The parable of the three masons
It happened in the Middle Ages. The monk who supervised the construction of the cathedral decided to see how the masons work. He approached the first one and asked him to tell about his work.
- I sit in front of a boulder and hit it with a chisel. Boring and tedious work, exhausting me, - he said angrily.
The monk approached the second bricklayer and asked him about the same.
- I hit the stone with a chisel and earn money from it. Now my family will not starve, ”the master replied with restraint.
The monk saw the third mason and asked about his work.
- I am building a Temple that will stand for a thousand years. I'm building the future, ”the bricklayer replied with a smile.
The monk left.
The next day he came to them again and invited the third bricklayer to become the head of the work in his place.
Leonardo da Vinci
The parable of the three wise men
Three sages argued about what is more important for a person - past, present or future. One of them said:
“My past makes me who I am. I can do what I have learned in the past. I like people with whom I was good before, or similar to them.
“It’s impossible to agree with that,” said another. “It’s his future that makes a person. It doesn't matter what I know and what I can do now - I will learn what I need in the future. My actions now depend not on what I was, but on what I am going to become. I like people who are different from those I knew before.
“You completely missed,” intervened a third, “that the past and the future exist only in our thoughts. The past is gone. There is no future yet, and regardless of whether you remember the past or dream of the future, you are acting only in the present.
And the sages argued for a long time, enjoying their unhurried conversation.
The parable of the master and the young disciple
To one famous Master oriental martial arts student came and said:
- Teacher, I want to learn all the fighting techniques that exist.
- Good! - answered the Master.
For many years the disciple trained with great admiration and diligence. And the day came when the disciple asked:
- Teacher, are there any other techniques that I do not know?
“No,” he replied. - You know all the tricks in the world.
From these words, the young fighter was filled with pride and announced to everyone and everywhere that now he is the best in the country and could even defeat his famous teacher. Thousands of people came to see this fight.
The disciple struck blow after blow, but none of them reached the goal. Then the Master made a barely noticeable movement, and the disciple found himself lying on the ground.
- How so? He asked, getting up with difficulty. - You said that I learned all the tricks there are?
.Yes, you learned all the tricks as you wanted. But you didn't ask me to teach you the rest!
The parable of the shepherd who was not afraid to try
One caliph had a vizier died. Then the caliph decided to hold a competition among applicants for the vacant seat. He announced that the vizier would be the one who was able to open the stone door in the palace garden.
Many came to this door, but as soon as they saw it, they lost all desire to try to do something with it. After all, the door was locked with a huge lock, and besides, it was so heavy that it seemed: it literally rooted into the ground. It was completely impossible to open it. A shepherd walked past the garden. Seeing a crowd of men, noisily discussing something, the shepherd decided to find out what was happening here. They explained it to him.
And the caliph appointed the shepherd vizier, because he was not afraid to try.
The parable of the spring puddle
Tired Spring puddle reflecting people. I decided to be reflected in them myself.
One person walks and says: "What a big and dirty puddle."
A girl is running: she gazed at the overturned tops of trees, almost fell into a puddle herself.
Lovers walk in the evening, they look - a puddle is covered in stars.
“How many reflections I have,” thinks the Spring Puddle. - And everyone is so different ... "
V. Krotov
The parable of a breath of air
One day a student came to the teacher and asked:
- Teacher, I want realization and comprehension of the truth.
- Wait, - the teacher told him, - time will pass and it will happen to you.
- No, - said the disciple, - I want you to show me where the Truth is, I want to be realized immediately.
And so it went on for a long time, the Disciple continued to pester him with such requests, and then one day the Teacher led him to the river.
When they entered the water, the Teacher grabbed the student by the head and plunged it into the water, and held it there for a long time. When he let go, the disciple with tears jumped out of the water.
- Well, what did you feel? - asked the Teacher.
He cried out:
- Another moment, and I would have died!
- In order to find the Truth and be realized, you need to want it like a breath of air, as if in a moment, and you would die.
The parable of the heavy burden
One wanderer used to take some souvenir from the place where misfortune happened to him. His path was long, and the bag in which he carried all these souvenirs was getting heavier, and the pain in his shoulders was getting more and more unbearable. One day, at a crossroads, he met wandering artists. They asked the wanderer why he had such a heavy bag. He took one souvenir from the bag and told the story connected with it. The actors were inspired and immediately presented the story in a dramatic manner. Soon the wanderer himself joined the performance, playing himself in the drama of his life.
When all the performances associated with each of the souvenirs were played out, the wandering actors suggested that they make a monument to the difficulties that the wanderer met on the way. Soon the monument was ready, and the traveler realized that he could leave it here as a symbol of his freedom.
Thanking the actors, the wanderer continued on his way, feeling a special light inside him, for he had thrown off a huge burden from his shoulders.
According to P.F. Kellerman
The parable of the roof garden
On a summer night, all family members slept on the roof. The mother saw how her son and daughter-in-law, whom she had to endure against her will, slept, huddled closely to each other.
- How is it possible to snuggle so closely to each other in such heat? It's unhealthy, ”said the mother.
In another corner of the garden her daughter slept with her beloved son-in-law. They lay one step apart. Mother carefully woke them both up and whispered:
-Why are you lying apart in such cold weather instead of warming each other?
These words were heard by the "unloved" daughter-in-law, She got up and loudly, like a prayer, said:
- How almighty God is! There is one garden on the roof, and what a different climate there is!
The parable of the shepherd who was not afraid to try
One caliph had a vizier died. Then the caliph decided to hold a competition among applicants for the vacant seat. He announced that the vizier would be the one who was able to open the stone door in the palace garden.
Many came to this door, but as soon as they saw it, they lost all desire to try to do something with it. After all, the door was locked with a huge lock, and besides, it was so heavy that it seemed: it literally rooted into the ground. It was completely impossible to open it. A shepherd walked past the garden. Seeing a crowd of men, noisily discussing something, the shepherd decided to find out what was happening here. They explained it to him.
Then the shepherd went to the door and examined it carefully. Then he took the lock in his hands, which suddenly opened by itself, pressed on the door ... And, lo and behold! The door opened easily. It turned out that its hinges were carefully oiled, and the inability to open it was only an illusion.
And the caliph appointed the shepherd vizier, because he was not afraid to try.
Parable - "The Big Fluffy Caterpillar"
The forest was teeming with life, and under the foliage that strewn the ground, a large furry caterpillar spoke to a group of its fellow followers. Not much has changed in the caterpillar community. It was the responsibility of the large furry caterpillar to ensure that old customs were respected and upheld in the community. After all, they were sacred.
They say, - said a large fluffy caterpillar in the break between chewing the next portions of the unchanging leaf, - that there is a spirit of the forest, which gives all caterpillars something new and wonderful. - Chawk-chawk. -I decided to meet this spirit, and then tell you what is expected of us.
- Where will you find this spirit? one of the followers asked.
“He will appear to me,” said the fluffy caterpillar, “you know we cannot crawl far. There is no food behind the grove. A
without food it is impossible. - Chawk-chawk.
So, when the followers dispersed, she called out loudly for the forest spirit, and soon great spirit silently descended to her. The spirit of the forest was beautiful, but she could not really see it, since, as far as we know, the caterpillar never left its cozy abode of leaves.
I can't see your face, - said
large caterpillar. “Climb a little higher,” the forest spirit replied softly. “I'm here and you can see me.
But the caterpillar did not budge. After all, she was at home, and the spirit of the forest was a guest here.
“No thanks,” said the furry caterpillar. - I can’t now. Tell me about the amazing miracle that I've heard can only happen to caterpillars - not ants or centipedes, but only caterpillars.
“It's true,” said the forest spirit. “You deserve an amazing gift. And if you decide that you need him, I'm talking about him
I'll tell you.
“How did we deserve it,” asked the big fluffy caterpillar, eating the third leaf from the beginning of the conversation. - I do not remember that we agreed on something.
“You deserve it by tirelessly striving to preserve the sacred customs of the forest all your life,” the forest spirit replied.
- Still would! - the caterpillar exclaimed, - I do it day after day. You know, I lead the group. Therefore, you speak to me and not to anyone else. - Hearing this remark, the forest spirit smiled, but the caterpillar did not see his face, since it did not
I wanted to leave the sheet on which I was sitting. “I have long and still upheld the sacred foundations of the forest,” said the caterpillar. - What do I get?
“This is an amazing gift,” the forest spirit replied. - Now you can turn into a beautiful winged
creature and fly! Your wings will be of amazing colors, and your ability to fly will amaze everyone who sees you.
You can fly throughout the forest wherever you want. You can find food everywhere and meet other wonderful
winged creatures. All this can happen to you right now, if only you wish.
- Flying caterpillars! - our heroine stretched out in thought. - It's incredible! If that's true, show me these flying caterpillars. I want to see them.
“It's simple,” the forest spirit replied. - Climb higher and look around. They are everywhere. They flutter from branch to branch, they
spend their wonderful life in the rays of the sun, lacking in nothing.
“In the sun!” The caterpillar exclaimed. “If you really are a forest spirit, then you should know that the sun is too hot for us caterpillars. We can just bake. It is harmful to our hairs ... We need to stay in the shade - there is nothing worse than a caterpillar with spoiled hairs.
“When you transform into a winged creature, the sun will make you even more beautiful,” the spirit said softly and patiently. -Your whole lifestyle will completely change, and you will no longer live in the old way, like a caterpillar, crawling on the ground in the forest, you will flutter like those winged creatures.
The caterpillar was silent for a while.
“Do you want me to leave my cozy bed here and crawl up to the sun for proof?”
“If you want to make sure for yourself, then this is exactly what you have to do,” the spirit answered patiently.
“No,” said the caterpillar, “I can't, you know, I need to eat. I can't go up God knows where in order to gawk at no one knows what, when I have a lot of work here. It's very dangerous! And besides, if you really were the spirit of the forest, you would know that the caterpillars look down, not up. The great spirit of the Earth has given us eyes so that we can look down and find food for ourselves - every caterpillar knows about this. What you ask for is not at all befitting of caterpillars, ”the furry caterpillar said with growing suspicion in its voice. “We don't really look up. She was silent for a moment. - And how do we turn into these winged things?
Then the spirit of the forest began to explain how the process of transformation proceeds. The spirit told that the caterpillar must completely surrender to these changes, because once it has begun, it will not be possible to turn everything back. He told how caterpillars use the peculiarities of their biology, when, being in a cocoon, they turn into winged creatures. He said that transformation would require a kind of sacrifice.
For some time they will have to stay in the darkness and silence of the cocoon until everything is ready so that they can leave it as a beautiful creature with multi-colored wings. The caterpillar listened in silence, without interrupting, except for the constant chomping.
As I understand it, - finally, the caterpillar said rather rudely, - you want us to lie down and voluntarily surrender ourselves to the power of some biological contraption, about which
never heard of. Should we let her swaddle us and keep us in the dark for months?
- Yes, - answered the spirit of the forest, knowing in advance what the caterpillar was driving.
- And you, the great forest spirit, can not do it for us? Are we going to have to do it all ourselves? I thought we deserved it!
“Yes, you deserve it,” the spirit said calmly, “and you also have the strength to transform into new energy forests. Even now, when you are sitting on your leaf, your body is ready for all this.
- But what about the days when food will fall straight from heaven, the waters will part, and the walls of cities will fall and everyone else in the same spirit? I'm not stupid. I'm big and fluffy, but I
too, after all, this is not the first day I have lived in the world. The Spirit of the Earth is always doing the main work, and all that is required of us is to follow the directions. Besides, if we did everything as you ask, we would starve to death! Each caterpillar knows that it needs to eat constantly, chaw-chaw, in order to survive. Your miracle seems suspicious to me.
The caterpillar thought a little and, turning in search of the next leaf, said to the forest spirit: "Go." The spirit of the forest quietly disappeared, and she grumbled to herself: “Flying caterpillars! What nonsense, chavk-chavk. "
The next day, the caterpillar issued a proclamation and called its flock. Silence reigned as the crowd listened attentively to what their furry shepherd had to say about the future.
The spirit of the forest is an evil spirit! - the caterpillar declared to its followers. - He wants to trick us into a very dark place, where we will surely all perish. He wants to
we believed that our own bodies could somehow transform us into flying caterpillars, and all that is needed for this is to stop eating for a few months! - These words were followed by a burst of laughter.
“Common sense and history tell us how the great spirit of the Earth has always worked,” the caterpillar continued. - No kind spirit will ever enclose you in the dark
a place. Not a single good spirit will say that we ourselves should do such things that are subject only to God! These are the tricks of an evil forest spirit. - Filled with importance, caterpillar
added: - I met with an evil spirit, but recognized who he really is!
- After these words, other caterpillars rustled approvingly, threw a large fluffy caterpillar onto their little fluffy backs and began to circle with glee, glorifying that they had saved them from death in the spring.
Let's leave this festival of caterpillars and slowly climb up through the crowns of trees. Moving away from the noisy celebration, we pass the leafy vault that protects the lower floors of the forest from the sun. We climb carefully through the gloom of foliage to where those who fly live. As the hubbub of celebrating caterpillars dies down in the distance, a majestic world opens up in which winged creatures live.
Many flying caterpillars of the most amazing colors flutter freely from tree to tree in the bright light of a sunny day. They are called butterflies. Their wings shimmer with all the colors of the rainbow, and some of them used to be friends of the large, fluffy dark caterpillar below. They are joyful, they have no shortage of food. All of them were transformed thanks to the gift of the great spirit of the forest.
"No matter what I do, there will still be someone who will not like it."
Father, son and donkey are walking along the road.
The father picks up his little son and puts him on the donkey….
A traveler comes towards him, and, seeing this picture, he says: “What a young, strong boy and rides on a donkey, and an old tired father walks on foot. Not good!"
The father takes his son off the donkey and climbs on the donkey himself, the boy walks beside him ...
Another traveler is walking towards him, and seeing such a picture, he says, shaking his head: “An adult, and you are riding, and a small child is walking. Ay-yay-yay, it's not good! "
The father lifts the boy from the ground and puts him in front of him, they ride on together on a donkey ...
And the traveler comes across again. “How bad, cruel. We could have walked and let the donkey rest! "
The father gets off the donkey and takes off his son. They go further on foot, next to the donkey ...
And again the traveler comes towards. Seeing such a picture, he laughed: "Wow, this is the first time I see three donkeys at once: the donkey is walking alongside, and they are walking!"
The boy looked at his father in bewilderment. And the father said: “Today I learned one great truth: no matter what I do, there will still be someone who will not like it.
The verses below show the psychological meaning of True Unconditional Love.
Robert Rozhdestvensky
- Give you love? - Give it back. - She's in the mud ... - Give it back in the mud. - I want to tell fortunes ... - Guess. - I also want to ask ... - Ask. - Suppose I knock ... - Let me in. - Suppose I'll call ... - I'll go. - And if there is trouble? - In trouble. - And if I cheat? - I'm sorry. - "Sing" - I will order you. - I'll sing. - Lock the door for your friend. - I'll lock it. - I'll tell you: "Kill!" - I will. - I'll tell you: "Die!" - I'll die. - And if I choke? - I'll save you. What if suddenly a wall? - I'll take it. And if a knot? - I'll cut it. - And if a hundred knots? - And a hundred. - Give you love? - Love! ... - This will not happen! - For what? - Because I do not like slaves!Khalil Tibran
Let it be free space in your conjunction, And let the winds of heaven dance between you. Love one another, but do not bondage love out of love. Let it be an exciting sea between the shores of your souls. Fill each other's bowls, but don't drink from the same bowl. Give each other bread, but don't eat the same piece. Sing and dance together, have fun, But give each of you the opportunity to be alone. Like the strings of a lute are separated from one another, Although they play the same music. Give your hearts, but not to one another for safekeeping. After all, only the hand of Life can possess your hearts. And stand side by side, but not very close to each other, Like the columns in a temple stand alone, And like oak and cypress do not grow in each other's shade.“There was a fish in the ocean, an ordinary fish. Only once did she hear too much about the Ocean, and decided that she had to spend all the strength of her life, but get there.
The fish began to appeal to various sages, and although many of them had nothing to say, they said all sorts of nonsense to maintain their authority as "guru."
So, one wise fish said that reaching the Ocean is very, very difficult. To do this, first practice certain postures and movements of the first step of the eightfold path of flawlessly moving fins of fish.
Another fish - the guru taught that the way to the Ocean lies through the study of the foundations of the worlds of the enlightened fish.
The third taught that comprehending the Ocean is very, very difficult, and only very few fish have ever achieved it. The only way is to repeat all the time the mantra "Ram - ram - ram ..." and only then the path to the Ocean will open.
And once at the end, tired of various exercises, the fish swam into the thickets of algae. And there she met a completely ordinary inconspicuous fish.
Hearing about difficult wanderings, she taught the fish-seeker:
- The ocean that you are looking for has always been, is and will be next to you. It feeds, protects, surrounds its inhabitants. And you, too, are part of the Ocean, only you do not notice it. The ocean is both inside you and outside of you, and you are a favorite part of it. And all the fish are the waves of this great Ocean! "
The parable of love
Once upon a time, there was an island on Earth where all spiritual values lived. But one day they noticed how the island began to sink under the water. All the valuables boarded their ships and sailed away. Only Love remained on the island. She waited until the last, but when there was nothing more to wait, she also wanted to sail off the island.
Then she called Wealth and asked him to board the ship, but Wealth replied:
“There are many jewels and gold on my ship, there is no place for you here.
When Sadness's ship sailed by, she asked to see her, but she answered her:
- Sorry, Love, I'm so sad that I need to be alone.
Then Love saw the ship of Pride and asked for her help, but she said that Love would break the harmony on her ship.
Joy floated nearby, but she was so busy with fun that she did not even hear the calls of Love.
Then Love completely despaired. But suddenly she heard a voice somewhere behind:
- Come on, Love, I'll take you with me.
Love turned around and saw the elder. He drove her to land, and when the old man sailed away, Love caught herself, because she forgot to ask his name. Then she turned to Knowledge:
- Tell me, Knowledge, who saved me? Who was this old man?
Knowledge looked at Love:
- It was Time.
- Time? - asked Love. - But why did it save me?
Knowledge once again looked at Love, then into the distance, where the old man sailed:
- Because only Time knows how important Love is in life.
GOLDEN EAGLE
One day a man found an eagle's egg and put it on a chicken. The eaglet grew up with the chickens and became like them: he clucked like them; dug in the ground in search of worms; flapped his wings and tried to fly.
Years have passed. Once an eagle, already grown, saw a proud bird in the sky. With extraordinary grace, she overcame the gusts of wind, only occasionally flapping her golden wings.
Enchanted, the opel asked, "Who is this?"
This is an eagle, the king of all birds, - the neighbor answered him. - It belongs to the sky. And we chickens belong to the earth.
So the eagle lived like a chicken and died like a chicken, because he believed in his chicken origin.
From the book "Why does the bird sing" by Anthony de Mello.
"You are Leo"
One pregnant lioness, while going after prey, saw a flock of sheep. She threw herself at them, and the effort cost her her life. The lion cub born at the same time was left without a mother. The sheep took him into their care and fed him. He grew up among them, eating grass, like them, and bleating, like them, and although he became an adult lion, in his aspirations and needs, as well as in mind, he was a perfect sheep.
Some time passed, and another lion approached the herd;
what was his surprise when he saw his fellow lion, running away like sheep when danger approached. He wanted to get closer, but as soon as he got a little closer, the sheep ran away, and with them the lion-sheep.
The second lion began to follow him and one day, seeing him sleeping, jumped on him and said:
"Wake up, you are a lion!"
"No-no, he bleated in fear, I am a sheep!"
Then the lion who came dragged him to the lake and said: "Look! Here are our reflections - mine and yours."
The lion-sheep looked first at the lion, then at his
reflection in the water, and at the same moment he had the thought that he himself was a lion.
He stopped bleating, and there was his growl.
"HOW TO CHANGE THE WORLD"
Sufi Bayazid spoke about himself like this:
“In my youth I was a revolutionary. In prayer I asked God for only one thing:
"Lord, give me the strength to change this world."
Having lived for half a century, I realized that during all this time I had not managed to change a single soul. Therefore, I changed my prayer: "Lord, give me the opportunity to change at least people close to me - my family and friends, and this will be enough for me."
Now that my days are numbered, I pray like this: "Lord, give me the strength to change myself."
If I had prayed like this from the beginning, I would not have wasted my life.
/ from the book by Anthony di Mello /
The disciple asked the Master: "How true are the words that happiness is not in money?" He replied that they are completely correct. And it's easy to prove it. For money can buy a bed, but not a dream; food, but not appetite; medicines, but not health; servants, but not friends; women, but not love; dwelling, but not home; entertainment, but not joy; teachers, but not the mind. And what is named does not exhaust the list.
Parables of Humanity
Hand of Destiny
The great Japanese warrior Nobunaga decided one day to attack an enemy that was ten times outnumbered by soldiers. He knew that he would win, but the soldiers were not sure of him. On the way, he stopped at a Shinto shrine and said: "When I leave the shrine, I will throw a coin. If the coat of arms falls out, we will win, if a number falls out, we will lose the battle."
Nobunaga entered the temple and began to pray silently. Then, leaving the temple, he threw a coin. The coat of arms fell out.
The soldiers rushed into battle so fiercely that they easily overpowered the enemy. "Nothing can be changed when the hand of fate is at work," the adjutant told him after the battle.
"Right, not change," Nobunaga confirmed, showing him a fake coin with two coats of arms on both sides.
Parables of Humanity
Hasidic history.
One evening, returning from the bazaar, the poor farmer did not find his prayer book. It so happened that the wheel of his cart broke down in the middle of the forest, and he was very upset that he would have to live this day without prayer.
Therefore, he came up with a new prayer: “Lord, today I did the stupidest thing. In the morning I left the house without my prayer book, and my memory is so bad that I can’t remember anything. So I decided to do this: I’ll read five times very slowly. alphabet. I will read it to the One who knows all the known prayers, who is able to fold the letters so that a prayer is made. "
And the Lord said to the angels: "Of all the prayers that I heard today, this one is undoubtedly the best, for it came from the very heart, sincere and open."
Anthony Di Mello
MY DECLARATION OF SELF-RESPECT.
(These words were written in response to a fifteen-year-old girl's question: "How can I prepare myself for a fulfilling life?"
I am who I am.
There is no one in the whole world who would be my copy. There are people who share some of my features, but no one adds numbers the way I do. Therefore, everything that arises in me is my inalienable, because I alone choose what to be.
I own everything that is in me, my body, including everything that it does; my mind, including all my thoughts and ideas; with my eyes, including images of everything they see; my feelings, whatever they may be, be it anger, joy, devastation, love, disappointment, excitement; my mouth and all the words that I say, polite, affectionate and rude, right and wrong; in my voice, loud and quiet; all my actions, whether they are directed at someone else or at myself.
I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears.
I own all my triumphs and successes, all my failures and mistakes. I can make it work in my own interest.
I know that there are traits in me that puzzle me, and those that I do not even know about. But as long as I am friendly with myself and love myself, I can boldly and hopefully seek solutions to riddles in order to learn more about myself.
Whatever I say and do, and whatever I think and feel at the moment, it's still me.
When later I return to how I looked, what I said and did, how I thought and felt, it may happen that I don’t like something. I can drop what is inappropriate and keep what has proven to be useful and invent something new instead of what I brushed aside.
I can see, hear, think, speak and do. I have recipes to be close to others, to have great efficiency, to give meaning and order to the world of people and things that are outside of me.
I own myself and therefore I can create myself. I am me, and everything is fine with me.
Virginia satyr
SONG OF THE HEART
Once upon a time there was a wonderful man in this world who married the woman of his dreams. From their love, a little girl was born. She was a cheerful and intelligent child, and her father adored her. When she was still very little, he often picked her up in his arms and whirled around the room with her, humming some melody under his breath and repeating: "I love you, baby!"
When the little girl grew up, this man hugged her tightly and told her over and over again: "I love you, baby!" Then he reassured her with a laugh: "For me, you will forever remain my little girl."
And so the little girl, who-was-no longer-was-little, left her parents' house and went out into Big world... And the more she learned about herself, the more she learned about her father. She realized that he really was a wonderful person, as she learned to see his strengths. And one of those strengths was his ability to express his love to his family. Wherever she was, wherever she went, he certainly called her to say: "I love you, baby!"
The day came when the little girl who-was-no longer-was-little received word by telephone that her father was seriously ill. As she was explained, he suffered a stroke, after which he was speechless, and the doctors doubted that he was able to understand what was being said to him. He could no longer smile, laugh, walk, hug, dance or tell the little girl, who-was-no longer-little-little, how he loved her.
So she went to this wonderful person to be near him. When she entered the room and saw him, he seemed small and weak to her. He looked at her and tried to say something, but he could not.
And then she did the only thing that was left for her. She sat down next to him on the bed, and tears flowed from both eyes as she wrapped her arms around her father's motionless shoulders.
Resting her head on his chest, she thought about many things: about how good it was for them together, and about what a terrible loss she faced. Next to this wonderful person, she always felt surrounded by tenderness and care, and she lacked those words of love that always served her as consolation and support.
And then she heard from the depths of his being the pounding of his heart. A heart in which both music and words continued to live. The heart continued to beat regularly in the paralyzed body. And while she lay there, a miracle happened. She heard what she wanted to hear.
His heart tapped out those words that his lips could no longer pronounce:
I love you baby!
I love you baby!
I love you baby!
And her soul immediately became calmer.
Barry and Joyce Vissel
LOVE IS THE ONLY CREATIVE POWER
Show your love for people wherever possible, and above all at home. Give love to your children, your wife or husband, your neighbors ... May not a single person leave your life without becoming even a little better or happier. Become a living expression of God's kindness. Let people see the kindness shining in your face, in your eyes, and in your friendly greeting.
Mother Teresa
The horse is dead - get off!
In life there is great amount situations, things, or people that do not suit us for a long time. For example:
- Relationships that have long been a burden.
- Work that has long been boring.
- A business that brings only losses.
But for unknown reasons, we cling to the side of the sinking ship in the hope that it may someday float, wasting the remaining nerves, time, and money on it.
Of course, if you take into account the attitudes - "patience and work, they will grind everything", you must show perseverance and not give up. And in this case, there should be an indicator - an indicator - the exact timing of the goals.
But if it is not, then understand the ancient Indian proverb:
If the horse is dead, get off.
It would seem that everything is clear, but ... ...
We tell ourselves that there is still hope.
We hit the horse harder.
We say, "We've always rode like this."
We organize a dead horse revival event.
We explain that our dead horse is much "better, faster and cheaper."
We organize a comparison of different dead horses.
We sit next to the horse and persuade her not to be dead.
We buy products that help you gallop faster on dead horses.
We are changing the criteria for identifying dead horses.
We visit other places to watch them ride dead horses.
We gather colleagues to analyze a dead horse.
We pull off dead horses in the hope that together they will gallop faster.
We are hiring dead horse specialists.
But…
If the horse is dead, get off.
to be continued...
Evening comes, darkness falls on the city and the children go to their beds to fall asleep with a sweet dream. But before enjoying pleasant dreams, every child loves to listen fairy tales that remain in the heart for life. Then why not combine business with pleasure and read to your child at night useful and instructive parables for children.
A parable is a short story that contains the wisdom of our ancestors. Often, parables for children are instructive stories for some moral theme... Previously, they were used as one of the ways of raising children, since they are understandable to every child, easy to remember and as close to reality as possible. Thus, parables differ from fables, which are very allegorical and not always clear to little listeners. Children's parables tell about friendship, family and family values, about good and evil, about God and much more.
Bible and Orthodox parables for children
For centuries, the Bible has been the most famous book in the entire world. These are not only sacred texts for Christians, but also the greatest monument cultural heritage humanity. Biblical parables are found on the pages of the Old and New Testaments. Of course, it will be difficult for young children to understand all the sacred meaning that is hidden in the biblical texts, but with the help of their parents, the child will be able to understand them. The most famous Orthodox parables for children are the parables "The Prodigal Son", "The Publican and the Pharisee", which tell children about mercy and forgiveness, the parable "The Good Samaritan", which teaches kids about kindness and compassion, and many others. Jesus Christ very often communicated with his followers with parables, because they help to understand the meaning of everything hidden.
Short parables for children
Some children, especially very young ones, do not like long stories; it is much easier for them to understand short texts with simple conclusions. In this case, you can read short parables for children to the child every evening. And each time an instructive and interesting story that will remain in memory.
We especially recommend parables of friendship for children- for example, the parable of the nails. Very often children say something evil and bad to their friends and family. This parable will help them understand how important it is to value loved ones and not offend them with careless words.
Children's parables about good and evil are probably the most useful for our younger generation. After all, a child has no life experience, so it is difficult for him to distinguish between bad and good, good from evil, white from black. It is necessary to teach the baby such basic concepts, and parables about good and evil for children will be most useful. We recommend reading: "The Good Fox", "Grandfather and Death".
Everything can be taught by parables. The most important and useful little stories are parables about family and family values, because nothing is more important in our life. It is especially useful for children to read parables about the mother, about love, about good and bad, about truth and lies.
Teach and educate your child with early childhood, then in the future he will grow up to be a good and kind person, responsive to the suffering of others, merciful and honest. Only in this way our world will become kinder and cleaner!
Since ancient times, many peoples have used parables as a quick and effective way to educate children in basic life concepts and values. Since the parable is a short story, the child will have the patience to listen to it to the end. And the fascinating shape and interesting, understandable characters will convey to the little fidget: what is good and evil, what is love and respect for elders, as well as many other so important things.
It is very important that the parable does not condemn the negative hero, does not ridicule his shortcomings, but at the same time points to them, so that the child understands how to act and how not to do it.
The stories behind each parable tell the children, in a language they can understand, about real life and what difficulties may be encountered on this difficult path. And most importantly, in each parable, you can find far more than one way out of this situation.
Unfortunately, many parents believe that at an early stage of development, their child is not able to perceive parables as such. This opinion is wrong. You can start reading parables to a child from the cradle. Of course, at first he may not understand their true meaning, but at the subconscious level the trace will remain in any case.
Short parables for children
Already from an early age, parables contribute to the formation of a correct attitude towards the world, oneself and one's actions in a small person. It is also interesting that in the process of forming this relationship, the child begins to understand that he needs to value what he has.
Reading short parables gives children the opportunity to share joy and sadness with their heroes, and this, in turn, teaches the child empathy, compassion, and mercy.
Good parables will relieve the child of disturbing thoughts, develop self-confidence in him, and help him to abandon the manifestations of greed and bragging. Short parables are able to show the child in an accessible form that envy is bad, and if he wants something, then you need to work for this and achieve your goal. Naturally, “work” at this age means good behavior, obedience, study, and so on.
At an early age, until about six to seven years old, short parables are perfect for reading to children. It is easy for a child to perceive them, but at the same time imagination draws colorful pictures and vocabulary is enriched. You will very soon notice that it is becoming easier for the child to express his thoughts, he no longer rushes into fights in the yard so often, but tries to solve conflict situations verbally.
A short, at first glance, story has so much deep meaning ... Speaking in simple words, they demonstrate to the child that life is multifaceted, and it makes no sense to divide this or that event into good or bad. Having considered any situation, you can turn it in your favor, and desperate situations do not exist by definition.
Proverbs for children: read
We all know how useful it is to read books to children, especially parables. Let's see why. As you know, all psychologists and teachers unconditionally agree that it is simply necessary to read parables to a child. Unlike fairy tales, which largely distort real reality by the fact that their heroes are talking animals, and often completely fictional creatures, parables convey reality as correctly as possible, their heroes are quite real people, we can observe their actions every day and in our lives too. In addition, many teachers believe that reading parables is appropriate even at the level of intrauterine development, perhaps this is a myth, but this practice will not bring anything bad.
Together with the already mentioned beneficial influence, reading parables to children can bring into our lives:
- Harmony in relationships with your beloved child. Think and answer honestly to yourself the question: "How much time do I devote to the inner world of my child?" Unfortunately, the frantic pace of life, when we are forced to work hard in order to provide a decent standard of living for ourselves and our family, rarely allows us
- have a heart-to-heart talk with your child. Often we are deprived of the opportunity to tell the kid what is good and what is bad, to analyze and draw conclusions from the situation that happened in the kindergarten, in the yard, at school, and so on. All communication between modern parents and their children comes down to joint trips to the store for another toy. Thus, many dads and moms calm their consciences and mistakenly believe that this is enough. But after all family tradition reading parables together in the evenings will give you so much more.
- The child calms down and gets answers to his questions. You shouldn't think that Small child devoid of experiences, on the contrary, he is at that age when confusion occurs in his soul, and his mind is constantly working, trying to independently comprehend the secrets of the universe, naturally at a more primitive level than it happens in an adult. Help your little one! Read short parables to him, give him answers and food for further thought.
- The intellect of the child develops. Read more little man short parables for the night, before going to bed, his state is relaxed, he is calm and information is perceived best of all. Together with your child, try to discuss what you have read, listen carefully to his opinion. Please note that the language of parables is simple and understandable, soon your baby will also speak at this level! And you will only have to wonder how reasonable he is and that he speaks like an adult.
- Instilling in the child a love of reading. Again, in contrast to fairy tales, parables tell the story of the lives of adults. Therefore, it is more interesting for children to read them, rather than fairy tales. The love of reading can hardly be overestimated, moreover, it tears children away from the TV, tablet and other "flaws" modern age... Do not miss the time, read parables to children while they are at an early age, then it may be too late, since the child will be influenced by high technologies, books will be abandoned, values are distorted, and you can no longer do anything.
- The development of the child's imagination, analytical thinking and the ability to get out of situations with dignity, even the most difficult ones. Using the example of the main characters, the parable tells the kids how to behave with friends and older people, as well as how to look for ways to resolve controversial issues. This is how a model of relationships and behavior is formed in the child's mind. by different people, he begins to understand the scope of what is permitted.
Wise parables for children
No matter how trite it may sound, the age-old wisdom that has been accumulated for more than one generation is embedded in the parables. Not many of us are able to find words and convey the meaning of this or that edification just as succinctly and accurately.
Wise parables will show the child the true meaning and value of life, teach that good deeds in relation to other people are beneficial, and above all - to himself. Oddly enough, children are disposed to such a perception better than any adult, probably because their minds and consciousness are not yet clogged with the ideas of modern society.
Instructive parables for children
Instructive parables will demonstrate to the young explorer of the universe that everything secret necessarily becomes apparent and that evil will definitely be punished.
The child will learn to look at his actions through the eyes of another person as if from the outside. Over time, he will understand that before committing any act, you need to think about whether it will harm his comrade or just a random passer-by. In addition, the parable will help the child with the realization that some of his desires need to be relegated to the background, and some even need to be afraid and fight with them.
Of course, it's up to you to decide whether to read parables or fairy tales in principle to your little one. However, even at an early age, it is worth trying several ways of communicating with the child in order to help him settle in a world full of contradictions, false judgments and vanity.
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