Happy Sunday, Friend !
Once upon a time, there were two children, one pessimistic, the other optimistic.
Their parents, worried about these extremes, consulted a psychologist.
The pessimist was placed in a room full of toys.
He started to cry: “They’ll all break!”
The optimist was placed in a room filled with horse manure.
He began to laugh and dig with great enthusiasm.
Surprised, his parents asked, “Why are you so happy?”
And he replied:
“With all this manure, there’s got to be a pony in here somewhere!”
This simple yet profound parable reminds us that everything depends on perception.
We don’t always choose what life places on our path, but we always have the power to choose how we look at it.
How many times have we seen “manure” in our lives, those difficult moments, losses, and disappointments, without realizing they could be the fertile ground for a new beginning?
The little optimist in this story doesn’t deny the mess. He moves through it, with trust. He chooses to believe that if there’s so much of it, then there must be a hidden gift somewhere inside.
And isn’t that what true faith is? Not naïveté, but inner vision.
A quiet confidence that Life, even in its paradoxes, knows exactly what it’s doing.
May we, this week, reconnect with that childlike light of the heart, the one unafraid to get its hands dirty in search of joy.
Because in the end, it’s never really about the manure… but about the pony it promises.
With love and light,
Janice 🌸
P.S. This story beautifully illustrates our human tendency to overlook the abundance around us. The more we nurture our ability to “expect ponies”, because where there’s pony poop, there must be a pony nearby, the more likely we are to live as truly happy souls
