Developing a sense of wonder

A while back, I got an email that tells of a taoist parable where every event was judged as being bad or as being good and the story went on alternating between bad fortune and good fortune showing that something is never good or bad but just is.

I found a blog post ( ) of this and here i’ve duplicated the content below which is exactly the content of the email I received. I love the internet!

“…an old Chinese farmer lost his best stallion one day and his neighbor came around to express his regrets, but the farmer just said, “Who knows what is good and what is bad.” The next day the stallion returned bringing with him 3 wild mares. The neighbor rushed back to celebrate with the farmer, but the old farmer simply said, “Who knows what is good and what is bad.” The following day, the farmer’s son fell from one of the wild mares while trying to break her in and broke his arm and injured his leg. The neighbor came by to check on the son and give his condolences, but the old farmer just said, “Who knows what is good and what is bad.” The next day the army came to the farm to conscript the farmer’s son for the war, but found him invalid and left him with his father. The neighbor thought to himself, “Who knows what is good and what is bad.”

I love the idea of taking a situation and just accepting it exactly the way it is and perhaps in some cases even wondering and asking the question “what lesson do you bring me?”

Today, I stumbled upon this talk that I’ve embedded below (by Kathryn Schultz on entitled On Being Wrong) that spoke about being right and being wrong (obviously a great topic for discussion on this blog) and also mirrored some of my own ponderings.

Watching Kathryn’s talk, I wanted to interact with her and maybe others for some discussion because this topic of right and wrong fascinates me… For instance, not too long ago, I actually jumped off a cliff figuratively speaking (at least that’s what happened in my husband’s reality – just like the graphic that Kathryn shows in her talk). I remember asking him why it was important for him to point out to me that I had just stepped off a cliff instead of just keeping quiet and seeing if there is a possibility that I could fly. I know I was stretching my reality a bit. But why not? If we are all these beings of consciousness, why not ponder the ideas that shift our reality?

Anyway, if the talk prompts somethign in you, I’m open for us a discussion.