A certain good woman one day said something that hurt her best friend of many years. She regretted it immediately, and would have done anything to have taken the words back. They were said, impulsively, in a moment of thoughtlessness, and as close as she and her friend were, she didn’t consider the effect of her words before hand. What she said hurt the friend so much that this good woman was herself hurt for the pain she caused.
In her effort to undo what she had done, she went to an older, wiser woman in the village to explain her situation and ask for advice.
The older woman listened patiently in an effort to determine just how sincere the younger woman was–how far she was willing to go to correct the situation. The older woman explained, Sometimes, in order put things back in order, great efforts must be made. Just what would you be willing to do to repair the harm done?” The answer was heartfelt: “Anything.”
Listening to her, the older woman sensed the younger woman’s distress and knew she must help her. She also knew she could never alleviate her pain by living her life for her, but she could teach if the younger woman would first listen and then learn. The older woman knew that the outcome would depend solely on the character of the younger woman.
She said, “There are two things needed to do to make amends. The first of the two is extremely difficult. Tonight, take your best feather pillows, and open a small hole in each one. Then, before the sun rises, you must put a single feather on the doorstep of each house in town. When you are through, come back to me. If you’ve done the first thing completely, I’ll tell you the second.”
The young woman hurried home to prepare for her first chore, even though the pillows were very dear to her, very expensive. All night long she labored alone in the cold. She went from doorstep to doorstep, taking care not to overlook a single house. Her fingers were frozen, the wind was so sharp it caused her eyes to water, but she ran on, through the darkened streets, thankful there was something she could do to put things back the way they once were.
Finally, as the sky was getting light, she placed the last feather on the steps of the last house. Just as the sun rose, she returned to the older woman.
She was exhausted, but relieved that her efforts would be rewarded. “My pillows are empty. I placed a feather on the doorstep of each home.”
Now, said the wise woman, “Go and refill your pillows. Then everything will be as it was before.” The young woman was stunned. “You know that’s impossible! The wind blew away each feather as fast as I placed them on the doorsteps! You didn’t say I had to get them back! If this is the second requirement, then things will never be the same.”
“That’s true,” said the older woman. “Never forget. Each of your words is like a feather in the wind. Once spoken, no amount of effort, regardless how heartfelt or sincere, can ever return them to your mouth. Choose your words well, and guard them most of all in the presence of those you love.”
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