To See What Really Matters When Others Are Blind

What you focus on determines the clarity of perception that shapes your perspective.

The youngest son of the cray, then turning red as a goat, went out into the garden and began to cry in his heart, being struck in the depths of his soul by the oppressive words of his father, who had not wanted to send him to war. And as he was thinking and didn't know what to do to get rid of the shame, suddenly he woke up in front of him with a hunchbacked old woman, who was looking for alms.

- Yes, what are you thinking like that, bright lady? said the grandmother; banish sorrow from your heart, for fortune laughs at you from all sides, and you have nothing to be angry about. Come on, better pamper the baba with something.

- Let me go, aunt, don't upset me, said the cray's son; now I have others in my head.

- Virgin of crai, see you I would be king! Tell the baby what's bothering you; who knows, she might be able to help you too.

- Aunt, you know what? One is one and two is more; leave me alone, because I don't see my world before the eyes of trouble.

- Enlightened shepherdess, don't suspect, but don't be so upset, because you don't know where great help can come from.

- What are you talking about in Dodii, aunt? Just from someone like you, you found me waiting for help?

- Hey, bright cross! The Most High pours out his gift on the helpless; it can be seen that this is how his holiness likes it. Do not seek to see me hunchbacked and straitened, for by the power given to me I know beforehand what the mighty of the earth intend to bring forth, and often laugh uproariously at their unskillfulness and weakness. So you can't believe it, but may God save you from temptation! For my eyes have seen so much bitterness over the ages that I carry on these shoulders. Phew! the crosser! believe me, if you had my power, if you could blow away the countries and the seas, you would give the earth to endure, you would wear this world, look like this, on your fingers, and everything would be according to the thought your.

What new revelations does the present moment offer you, according to the tendency to give shape to hard-to-bear experiences, against the background of experiences felt as a spiritual guide?

The cray's son, charmed by the grandmother's words, then takes out a penny and says:

- Take, aunt, a little from me and a lot from God.

- From where you give, may the merciful God give you, said the baba, and bless you with much, enlightened cross-breeder, because great luck awaits you. It's a little more, and you will become an emperor, who has never stood on the face of the earth so loved, glorified and powerful. Now, enlightened one, to see how much almsgiving can help you, sit still, look straight into my eyes and listen attentively to what I will tell you: go to your father and ask give the horse, the weapons, and the clothes with which he was a bridegroom, and then you will be able to go where your brothers could not go; because it was written for you from above to be given this honor. Your father resisted and did not want to let you go, but you persist by his side with entreaties, that you will yield to him. The clothes I told you about are old and shabby, and the weapons are rusty, and you can choose your horse by placing a tray full of bran in the middle of the stable, and which of the horses will come to the bran to eat, that one will take you to the kingdom and will save you from many dangers. Remember what I tell you, that we may meet again at some end of the world: for hill to hill is reached, but still man to man!

And while the baba was speaking, he saw her wrapped in a white robe, rising into the air, then rising higher and higher, and after that she was no longer seen. Then a shudder seized the son of the cray, remaining astonished with fear and wonder, but afterwards, recovering his heart and full of confidence in himself that he would succeed in what he was thinking, he appeared before his father, saying:

- Give me permission to follow my brothers, not otherwise, but to try my luck. And I may or may not succeed, but I promise you in advance that, once I leave your house, I will never return, knowing full well that I will also meet with death in the way.

How is "uncertainty" reflected in the vision of what you can become, amid the tension between the expectations of others and the desire to prove your personal worth, in a context that reveals the nature of your immediate intentions?

- It's a thoughtless thing, father's dear, to hear such words from your mouth, said the cray. Your brothers have proved themselves heartless, and from them I have taken all my hope. Only you should be braver, but I still can't believe it. But, if you want and you want to go immediately, I won't stop you, but I do n't want you to meet the abomination on the way and you also give honor to shame, because then I tell you frankly that you have nothing left search my house

And then the king's son went up into the attic and brought down from there a bridle, a bridle, a whip, and a saddle, all rickety, chipped, and old as the earth. Then he took out of a bundle some very old quills, a bow, some arrows, a palos and a mace, all full of rust, and set about taking good care of it. Then he fills a tray with pork, goes with it to the stud and puts it down between the horses. And then, just as a horse emerges from the middle of the stud, clumsy, skinny and weak, if you count its ribs. Who knows since when his picks would be rotting! And coming directly to the tray, he grabbed a mouthful of pork. The son of the cray then hit him on the head with the bridle, saying:

- What a hideous bastard you are! of all the horses, is it you who found yourself eating hogs? If sin pushes you to come once more, woe to your star!

How does your perception influence your ability to achieve extraordinary things, given the symbolism of an act of freedom and power inscribed in a context of trials and doubts?

Then the driver begins to lead the horses to and fro, and just like that, again, that poor horse rushes and grabs a mouthful of pork. The cray's son also pulls a rein on his head, then again starts to lead the horses from here to there, to see if another horse might come and eat the hog. And just like that, and for the third time, that horse ball comes and starts eating the pig, until there's nothing left. Then the cray's son, angry, pulls another rein on him, and as hard as he can, then catches him in the bridle and, putting the rein on his head, says in his mind: "Should I take him, or let him go "I'm afraid he'll make fun of me. Rather than a horse like that, I'd rather be a pedestrian."

And as he sat in the balance, to take him, not to take him, the horse shook himself three times, and immediately he was left with shiny hair and as young as a foal, because there was no other beautiful colt in the whole stud. And then, looking intently into the eyes of the bastard, he says:

- Get on me, master, and hold on tight! The son of the cray, putting the bridle in his mouth, mounted, and then the horse at once flew with him up to the clouds, and then let itself down like an arrow. After that it flies once more to the moon and descends again faster than lightning. And where he does not fly the third time to the sun, and when he lands, he asks:

- Well, master, what do you think? Have you ever thought that you will reach: the sun with your feet, the moon with your hand and through the clouds to look for the crown?

Leadership is loaded with the measure of discernment to distinguish between appearance and essence, when the courage to accept the unknown becomes crucial to fulfilling your destiny in a remarkable manner.

That's how you have to choose in life. Luck is on the side of the one who dares to see beyond appearances and listen to wise advice, even if it comes from unexpected sources or seemingly insignificant people. Things can take on new meaning and value, even from the direction you least expect.

To see what really matters when others are blind is to recognize the deep value and meaning of things, giving importance to the essential even when it is overlooked by others.

Always, at the right time, even when you are most lost or disoriented, you will meet someone special who will give you guidance. But it will not be from whom you expect, because the messengers of providence cannot be recognized by their clothes or appearance. You will have neither the power to choose the moment, nor the circumstances, nor the conditions, but what you can do is to see what really matters when others are blind to the essence of authentic values.

Only to those who have received a special gift from God, destiny is revealed in unexpected ways, not to everyone. Only he who is able to fulfill the Divine Will, the most chosen among the many called, the most enlightened among the many humble, the purest among the many simple, the truest among the many lost, the one who has gone through great trials and the saved from countless dangers. Only the one who knows how to see the signs that God has placed in his path, the one who knows how to see beyond the mask of superficiality, beyond the outer garments, beyond the appearance of the situation in which he finds himself. Only for him does the life of fairy tales fit perfectly.

Seeing is a chosen science that requires a rare spiritual openness, and of which few have the opportunity to fully benefit.

* Note: Ion Creanga - The Story of Harap Alb, Albatros Publishing House, 1983