Philosophy professor stood before his class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly he picked up a large empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks, rocks about 2" in diameter. He then asked the students if the jar was full?
They agreed that it was.
So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles, of course, rolled into the open areas between the rocks. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The students laughed. The professor picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else.
"Now," said the professor, "I want you to recognise that this is your life. The rocks are the important things - your family, your partner, your health, your children - things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.
The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, your car. The sand is everything else, the small stuff.
If you put the sand into the jar first, there is no room for the pebbles or the rocks. The same goes for your life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out dancing. There will always be time to go to work, clean the house, give a dinner party and fix the disposal. Take care of the rocks first - the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."
But then...a student then took the jar which the other students and the professor agreed was full, and proceeded to pour in a glass of beer. Of course the beer filled the remaining spaces within the jar making the jar truly full.
The story made me think a lot. What are the "Big Stones" of my life. The "Stones' given in as example are ok, i do feel the importance of family , children , my health etc. But I want to interpret the story in a different way. I think the Big Stone is the very reason of being myself. I do believe that every life is meant for a purpose, as well as mine. Fulfilling that purpose is my reason of being. Now, how do I know what is that purpose??
ReplyDeleteEven i had continued to feel that there is a purpose to every life and so to mine too. And one day it would be revealed to me. But gradually i am starting to believe that the purpose is just to be around here, just like all other creatures in this nature, in this universe and keep playing our assigned role. If we want any other purpose - probably we shall have to create it. Ourselves. No one is going to indicate it to us. I guess Mahatma Gandhi or Mother Teresa or Narayanamurthy had 'created' their respective purposes. And so have my mother who decided to dedicate her life to raising her children well. And there are many more such mothers with this strong purpose.
ReplyDeleteThis is just what i think with my current mindset. Tomorrow it might change also.