A Wise Woman Stone

Every man has a religion; has something in Heaven or earth which he will give up everything else for - something which absorbs him- which may be regarded by others as useless, yet it is his dream, it is his lodestar, it is his master. That, whatever it is, seized upon me, made me it's servant, slave - induced me to set aside other ambitions- a trail of glory in the Heavens, which I followed, followed with a full heart... when once I am convinced, I never let go"

- Walt Whitman

A wise woman who was traveling in the mountains found a precious stone in a stream. The next day she met another traveler who was hungry, and the wise woman opened her bag to share her food. The hungry traveler saw the precious stone and asked the woman to give it to him. She did so without hesitation. The traveler left, rejoicing in his good fortune. He knew the stone was worth enough to give him security for a lifetime. But a few days later he came back to return the stone to the wise woman.

"I've been thinking," he said, "I know how valuable the stone is, but I give it back in the hope that you can give me something even more precious. Give me what you have within you that enabled you to give me the stone."

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