Salt and Water - a story
An aging master grew tired of his apprenticeâ€™s complaints. One morning, he sent him to get some salt. When the apprentice returned, the master told him to mix a handful of salt in a glass of water and then drink it.
â€œHow does it taste?â€ the master asked.
â€œBitter,â€ said the apprentice.
The master chuckled and then asked the young man to take the same handful of salt and put it in the lake. The two walked in silence to the nearby lake and once the apprentice swirled his handful of salt in the water, the old man said, â€œNow drink from the lake.â€
As the water dripped down the young manâ€™s chin, the master asked, â€œHow does it taste?â€
â€œFresh,â€ remarked the apprentice.
â€œDo you taste the salt?â€ asked the master.
â€œNo,â€ said the young man. At this the master sat beside this serious young man, and explained softly,
â€œThe pain of life is pure salt; no more, no less. The amount of pain in life remains exactly the same. However, the amount of bitterness we taste depends on the container we put the pain in. So when you are in pain, the only thing you can do is to enlarge your sense of things. Stop being a glass. Become a lake.â€