Looking at the mirror.A short motivational story.


  • Looking at the mirror

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One day all the employees reached the
office and they saw a big advice on the
door on which it was written: "Yesterday
the person who has been hindering your
growth in this company passed away. We
invite you to join the funeral in the room
that has been prepared in the gym . In
the beginning, they all got sad for the
death of one of their colleagues, but after
a while they started getting curious to
know who was that man who hindered
the growth of his colleagues and the
Company itself.

The excitement in the gym was such that
security agents were ordered to control
the crowd within the room. The more
people reached the coffin, the more the
excitement heated up. Everyone thought:
"Who is this guy who was hindering my
progress? Well, at least he died!" One by
one the thrilled employees got closer to
the coffin, and when they looked inside it
they suddenly became speechless. They
stood nearby the coffin, shocked and in
silence, as if someone had touched the
deepest part of their soul. There was a
mirror inside the coffin: everyone who
looked inside it could see himself.

There was also a sign next to the mirror
that said: "There is only one person who
is capable to set limits to your growth:
it is YOU." You are the only person who
can revolutionize your life. You are the
only person who can influence your
happiness, your realization and your
success. You are the only person who
can help yourself. Your life does not
change when your boss changes, when
your friends change, when your partner
changes, when your company changes.
Your life changes when YOU change,
when you go beyond your limiting beliefs,
when you realize that you are the only
one responsible for your life. "The most
important relationship you can have is
the one you have with yourself

Moral: The world is like a mirror: it
gives back to anyone the reflection of
the thoughts in which one has strongly
believed. The world and your reality are
like mirrors lying in a coffin, which show
to any individual the death of his divine
capability to imagine and create his
happiness and his success. It's the way
you face Life that makes the difference

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