The Field of Possibilities

There is a legend about a man who dreamed of himself standing in a field with no boundaries. He asked an approaching stranger, “What is this field called?” He was answered, ‘Why, it’s the field of possibilities, so called because it is possible for all things to grow in it. There is no evil so terrible, no good so great that cannot be grown here; no sorrow so cruel, no joy so entrancing that cannot be harvested from this field; no poverty so overwhelming, no riches so grand but have been garnered here.” Looking around him, the man saw men and women. Some were burdened by great sorrows and troubles; others were free and joyous. Some suffered from dreadful pain; others were radiant with health. The man asked, “Why is it that some gather good from this field, and others evil?” The reply was: “Each reaps according to the seed he has planted. Each seed yields a harvest after its own kind. This field, called the field of possibilities, is also called the field of life.”