Maybe, Maybe Not

Last week, my five-year-old niece climbed onto my lap and asked me to read her Zen Shorts . . . a charming story about three children who make friends with their neighborhood kimono-wearing, Taoist-parable-spouting, serenity-now-embodying Panda. He helps them solve dilemmas by relating wise tales, one of which particularly resonated with me. To paraphrase (without the benefit of the book to reference):

One day, a poor farmer’s only horse broke through the fence and galloped away. “What terrible luck!” said his neighbors.

“Maybe, maybe not,” he replied.

The next week, the horse returned, bringing with it two wild horses that the man and his son quickly corralled. “What wonderful luck!” said his neighbors.

“Maybe, maybe not,” he responded.

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