Let me tell you a story quickly that will illustrate the topic above.
Once upon a time, a long time ago, in a land far away, there lived an old man in a house on top of a hill. He had dedicated his entire life to study and meditation.
He was known far and wide for his intelligence, sensi-tivity, and wisdom. Politicians, businesspeople, and dignitaries came tovisit him and ask him questions. His answers were always correct.
He seemed to have a special faculty that enabled him to cut to the essence of any problem or issue.
When his answers and solutions were implemented, the result was always excellent. His fame soon spread throughout the land.
In the village below the hill was a group of boys who played together. Sometimes they climbed the hill to visit the old man and askhim questions, for which he always seemed have the correct answer.
Over time, it became a little game, with the boys continually trying to think of a question that the old man could not answer. But they werenever successful.
One day, the ringleader of the group, a called the others around him and said, “I have finally found a way to stump the old man.
Here in my hand, I have a bird. We will go and ask the old man if the bird is alive or dead. If he says that it is dead, I will release it and it will fly away.
If he says that it is alive, I will crush it, and the bird will be dead. Either way, he will at last have been proven wrong.”
Excited about the prospect of finally catching the old man with a wrong answer, they hurried up the hill.
The old man watched them coming and noticed the eager looks on their faces.
Then the ringleader stepped forward and asked, “Old man, I have a bird here in my hands. Is it alive or is it dead?”
The old man looked at their mischievous, expectant faces and then
quietly said, to him, “it is in your hands.”
What you eventually become is what you did with it what you have in your hands.