Our follies may seem to be one of the most shameful things in us.
When you return the carton box to the refrigerator,
We stumble and pour orange juice on us and reach our shoes as well
Even the inner lining of the shoes soaked with orange pulp.
We will need ten full minutes and some towels before we change our clothes – even underwear – and clean ourselves.
We feel we are three and a half years old.
When will we grow up and become adults who are supposed to be
Only if that was the only incident, but foolishness would haunt us everywhere
A month ago we got bruised because of our collision with the door, and then we dropped the berries on the kitchen floor,
Recently we did not notice all day that
There was a piece of lettuce on one of our teeth
We are angry at, ashamed of ourselves.
Our follies violate our own image as qualified adults.
There is a Yiddish word that brilliantly represents the extent of our absence
The clumsy person in Yiddish is “Klutz”, a fool, a fool, clumsy
It is the inner idiot who makes us drop dishes, which knocks on the doors and does not remember to close the clouds.
It is natural to hate the idiot and in a disdainful way deny that it is essentially within us.
Instead, we strive to uphold our dignity and to assume when we can that the idiot has gone away forever.
When we meet him, it is always with some fear,
Disturbance and humiliation – We thought we left the idiot behind us, somewhere in childhood.
But no, he’s still here, makes us drop our phone in the toilet and forget the name of someone important at a party.
But there is another less explored option: to authenticate the inner idiot
Not to remain denying its existence in reality, but to face it in advance in time.
We must accept it and not the gully or anger that we are simply at some point
Idlers collide with things, drop drinks and make themselves fools small or large.
It is humiliating only if we insist that the only way to gain acceptance is to show efficiency consistently.
When we accept that we are idiots in the sense of the word, dropping another drink will not make us feel more uncomfortable.
What disturbs us precisely in moments of folly is the sense that we are alone in incompetence.
We will not mind being foolish if the others are too.
But they do not. We seem to distinguish us as the greatest clumsy we have ever met!
Away from that
We simply do not see the folly of others as we see our foolishness, because it happens in secret
And was carefully deleted from public life.
It is not surprising that in comedy programs there is a great demand for watching people who fall on their bicycles or collide with poles of lighting.
We are relieved to be sure that foolishness is not alone.
We may look as if we are making fun of it, but we are really pleased because we have found ridiculous people like us.
Comedy programs invite us to see our folly as part of a collective stupidity, not as a special tragedy.
As we can see, our folly is not what separates us from others
But what we share in secret with everyone
We can understand our bluntness more gently in ourselves when we trust that it is natural and universal
To be ignorant, this factor makes us understand and forgive ourselves.
Because it should be understood and forgiven in everyone
The next time we drop something in front of us,
We should not be angry.
We welcome the inner fool as an old familiar friend
With a tolerant appreciation smile
“Life School” is not only a channel in YouTube. It’s a real school where you can take stakes
We have branches in ten locations around the world. To learn more click on the link on the screen now.
When you return the carton box to the refrigerator,
We stumble and pour orange juice on us and reach our shoes as well
Even the inner lining of the shoes soaked with orange pulp.
We will need ten full minutes and some towels before we change our clothes – even underwear – and clean ourselves.
We feel we are three and a half years old.
When will we grow up and become adults who are supposed to be
Only if that was the only incident, but foolishness would haunt us everywhere
A month ago we got bruised because of our collision with the door, and then we dropped the berries on the kitchen floor,
Recently we did not notice all day that
There was a piece of lettuce on one of our teeth
We are angry at, ashamed of ourselves.
Our follies violate our own image as qualified adults.
There is a Yiddish word that brilliantly represents the extent of our absence
The clumsy person in Yiddish is “Klutz”, a fool, a fool, clumsy
It is the inner idiot who makes us drop dishes, which knocks on the doors and does not remember to close the clouds.
It is natural to hate the idiot and in a disdainful way deny that it is essentially within us.
Instead, we strive to uphold our dignity and to assume when we can that the idiot has gone away forever.
When we meet him, it is always with some fear,
Disturbance and humiliation – We thought we left the idiot behind us, somewhere in childhood.
But no, he’s still here, makes us drop our phone in the toilet and forget the name of someone important at a party.
But there is another less explored option: to authenticate the inner idiot
Not to remain denying its existence in reality, but to face it in advance in time.
We must accept it and not the gully or anger that we are simply at some point
Idlers collide with things, drop drinks and make themselves fools small or large.
It is humiliating only if we insist that the only way to gain acceptance is to show efficiency consistently.
When we accept that we are idiots in the sense of the word, dropping another drink will not make us feel more uncomfortable.
What disturbs us precisely in moments of folly is the sense that we are alone in incompetence.
We will not mind being foolish if the others are too.
But they do not. We seem to distinguish us as the greatest clumsy we have ever met!
Away from that
We simply do not see the folly of others as we see our foolishness, because it happens in secret
And was carefully deleted from public life.
It is not surprising that in comedy programs there is a great demand for watching people who fall on their bicycles or collide with poles of lighting.
We are relieved to be sure that foolishness is not alone.
We may look as if we are making fun of it, but we are really pleased because we have found ridiculous people like us.
Comedy programs invite us to see our folly as part of a collective stupidity, not as a special tragedy.
As we can see, our folly is not what separates us from others
But what we share in secret with everyone
We can understand our bluntness more gently in ourselves when we trust that it is natural and universal
To be ignorant, this factor makes us understand and forgive ourselves.
Because it should be understood and forgiven in everyone
The next time we drop something in front of us,
We should not be angry.
We welcome the inner fool as an old familiar friend
With a tolerant appreciation smile
“Life School” is not only a channel in YouTube. It’s a real school where you can take stakes
We have branches in ten locations around the world. To learn more click on the link on the screen now.
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