In 'Taking flight: A Book of Story Meditations' by Anthony de Mello is this story:
"As the master grew old and infirm, the disciples begged him not to die.
Said the master, “If I did not go, how would you ever see?”
“What is it we fail to see when you are with us?” they asked. But the master would not say. 
When the moment of his death was near, they said, “What is it we will see when you are gone?”
With a twinkle in his eye, the master said, “All I did was sit on the riverbank handing out river water. After I’m gone, I trust you will notice the river.”
I could point up the moral of this story or give you my interpretation, but often it is better to let  a story speak for itself. I wonder what it says to you?


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