Few things in life are worse than to offer everything your thing and you still fail. Not the “better failure of” not “failure” to help, not the failure of the difficult childhood teaching, but your prices and your choice, your good choices and actual choices. No redeem, such failure. But it doesn't have to be without the reward. Acknowledgment, especially moral failure, is difficult enough – to others, when the temptation is to blame and make excuses. Receiving is very difficult – but on the other side, it is accepted that the true reward of failure.
That's what the Czech Great Great, Essayist, and a poet Havel Václav . Books to Olga (library) One of the most moving books I have ever learned – the history of encouragement after being found guilty of the crimes of “rejection” of his rights.
In the summer of his Forty-sixth year, Havel relates a while for the moral failure of his course:
Dear Olga,
In the last five years, something extra happened that many things were very important in my next life. It began to: I was locked up for a time and night shut a night, after interrogation, I wrote the application from the public prosecutor for my release. The pink prisoners constantly wrote applications, and I have treated such requests, and I could be the most common and unimportant, which I could be determined by what happened or not in behalf of me would be determined not to do anything or write. Nevertheless, the questionnaire was not nowhere and it seemed appropriate to use the opportunity to let me feel heard. I wrote my request in such a way that we seemed to be deceitful and crazy, and why, for what, for what I said, what I said. What was really unrealistic that my motivation – at least my motivation and acknowledged the results, but to impress something triumphantly – or I thought – a decent intelligence. ” (I have to add, finish the picture, when I read it some years later, the prestige that my hair is again because I suspected of all the requests, and I forgot or forgetted or forgetted or forgot.
Havel shocked that he had been told one day that he might be released and used extensively and “political use” would be done on his request. He relates:
Just I knew what I said. I do not give up my behavior of my moral guidance – willingly, and insecure – with a gift that is sent to heaven.
The magnificent price of information so you can know that you always know, or your part of your own, is what your behavior fails. All Havel has been afraid of what has happened:
I went out in prison, to face the world that seemed to me was so cried, which was very prepared. No one knows how much I have overtaken the darkest time of my life … churches, months, despair, shame, shame and intermediate analysis. For a while I have been escaped from a world that I felt so embarrassed to be separated from the separation but, I take Masochistic happiness with endless orgies of regret. And for this time I have fleeed this internal hell to a wonderful work when I tried to drift my grief and at once, to “revive my” I.
His end is to reinstall the relative when he is thrown into prison. But it took her years to completely welcome her moral failure and explode in the best, something dream of life and perfection can protect soul life. In a text that goes to the invisible Yin-Yang of the Good luck and the evil shown by the ancient language of the Chinese farmer, he writes:
I have begun now to see fully seeing that the experience was not just – at least – Understanded losses for many meaningless suffering; He had the best and pure importance, to thank my situation instead of insulting it. I have moved so much but, for we offered, I'm vital arguments with me; That trembled, “it came up,” It spent him with a deep understanding, and understanding of my situation … and led me to new thinking of humanity.
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It is not difficult to stand after one's success. But accepting a responsibility of human failure, inappropriately accepting the failure, that will not be changed elsewhere or without finding any good things, or a good price – the price of payment: that is very difficult! But when the road leads the road – like my experience, I hope, you have deceived me – to rekindle the amazing form of my presence as the truth, and its world of passing. And this kind of internal ends ends what can be called “Peace of Mind” to have a real purpose, then all the world's worldwide will stop being deeper, and become what Christians call grace.
Over the years in prison, Hevelel learned what is needed to transform the suffering to strengthen our strength and found a deep meaning of hope. When he was released, he threw himself over to restore his political work. Neither the decade of his freedom, the State Council did not deliberately selected the President – the final President – from Czechoslovakia, after rescuing the first Czech Republic president. Many Communators' survivors (personally, included) the Nobel Peace Prize Award. But the text left behind him Books to Olga Was the eternal victory of war by keeping battle inside, the war is damaged for us and where no conquers of mind is found on the other hand, by truly looking, his failure.
