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Life is beautiful, just like the flower ...   A zen-Buddhist coen narrates the curiosity of a monk, his desire to understand every single thing, to be able to understand his essence.   Enjoying his morning walk, he stopped in front of a beautiful flower that he had not seen so far and naturally asked himself the question ... what makes it so beautiful?   He cut him off and began to study it.   This lasted for some time, but he was still not pleased with his observation, he began to separate one by one the leaves and to study it thoroughly. Removing leaf by leaf he was more and more understanding what the flower is, until there was only one leaf ... he already knew how it was made and what made it so beautiful but there was no flower ... It's the same with life - it's nice, as long as we do not think about why or look for its meaning .... If we start doing it, there is a danger of getting to the "flower" result.   On the other hand, each of us...

This is a retelling of shared thoughts from my godfather when I was in my schooling period.   I have told this story many times, so I guess over the years I added something from myself, but I have never thought about it yet and Why did he actually tell it to me? Today I thought a little bit and I think from now on, to share it with another add-on.   I start backwards:   Addition : Parents are always worried about their children. Very often they are even obsessed with their attempts to control them. This is an interesting and endless topic in which everyone can say something and leave it for another time. About attempts to guide, advise and control - friends and friendships are some of the sites undergoing the most serious "shotgun" ... Why? Perhaps we are all afraid of too much of the outside environment for us and the child or we have been able to see something thanks to our greater life experience.   In other words, we find many disadvantages in t...