Leading from the Middle

Once upon a time there was a dog who loved to chase and fetch sticks in the forest. But, the dog did not like surrendering the stick so it could be thrown again. It would run off with the stick, jutting out of its mouth, settle down some distance from the master, its tail motoring, and chew and chew on the stick until it was in bits, This happened each day, for weeks, and months. Eventually there were no more sticks – it was a small forest - and the master shrugged helplessly when the dog bounced up and down to persuade him to throw a stick, any stick – there were no more to be found. The forest was bare. They went home, unhappily.

And so it is with any resource. Mind that you do not use it all up; no matter how much fun you have in doing so, in chewing on that bone. Always leave some for the next day, for the next week, the next month and the next generation of dogs and masters.

Copyright John Lubans 2014

 

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