One woman said, “I’ve put myself in the hands of many masters, but none really knew the true meaning of life. I tried everything they said, but nothing helped for long. I am still unhappy.” She had actively transferred responsibility for management of her life from one professional caretaker to another, firing the most recent helper to go off in search of someone else with better magic. Ever hopeful, she went on being unhappy and suffering repeated disappointments.
Finally, she met someone who knew a few answers and a few tricks, but who said he wouldn’t help her. She pleaded on many occasions, but to no avail. “You’re not giving me the answers again today!” she would exclaim. “Why won’t you tell me what to do? You act like what I do with my life is all up to me!” She paused, hardly believing what she had just said.
“Do you mean to tell me that this is all there is to it? I spend all these years trying to find someone to look after me and then end up giving myself the answer- that I have to run my own life?”
We’re the only ones who can find our answers.