So I've reached a mental block. As with all mental blocks, it is big and gray and unweilding. It can't be helped by anyone else, just me.
So I'm sitting in my little bubble of thought, carefully constructed on a nearly molecular level, each tiny thought and feeling dovetailed to make a perfect surface. Wondering how to vanquish the mental block. Then I remember a fable of my childhood:
The sun and the wind are like brothers who always compete to see who is best, pulling in innocent passers-by in their contests of strength. Well one day they saw a man walking in a coat. They decided to see who could make him take his coat off faster. The wind blew and blew, trying to rip the jacket off the man. The cold chilled his bones, and he pulled his jacket closer, burrowing his face in like a turtle. After a long time, the sun smiled and said to the wind, "Now let me try." The sun commenced to beat down with all his will, persistent. The heat soaked into the man's chilled bones and his walk became straight and tall again. After awhile, the heat grew, and the man finally peeled off his jacket.
Sometimes persuasion is better than force.
Perhaps I will persuade this mental block to move to a mind in need of a block.
