Sage Tree and Colorful Doors

Once upon a time, there was a little girl. She was trying to walk away but she stumbled. On her knee, she looked up and saw a big Sage Tree. She sat down under the Sage Tree, feeling extremely tired.

The wind blew as the first deep voice heard. The next lines from a deep voice was the most sense-awakening lines for that poor little girl.

"You never know. You may have a dream, a plan, a master plan.. which is bigger than your mind could ever thought, but.. you never know. You may want to choose that blue door to walk through your uhm.. let's say future. You really like that blue door but it's locked. You need to walk through the other door. Maybe the red one, maybe the green one. Or maybe you should walk through several doors before you get to the future. You never know until you try."

She sat still.

"When trouble comes, don't ever punish yourself. Instead, try to open every possible doors wider. You're still young and you may try anything, everything. Though everything may costs a lot, at least you try.

"It's okay, little girl. It's okay to feel bad or good. Either way, it's a lesson after all."

She started to talk, "you say that.. is it okay to carelessly choose?"

The wind blew again. Somehow it sooth her terrifying heart in a second. "Sometimes, you need to release the force of some things. Even if you think that the thing is probably the most important thing."

"I know you're wise. But I never knew that you'd be this wise. I just knew that you're old. I never told you anything about my life either," she giggled.

"I was a bit like you, you know." He continued. "I thought too much over something. I loved to make a master plan and live on it. But, I learned something. To release the force of some things. Joie de vivre."

"Yea, that's what I was shocked about you. Talking about joie de vivre, I know you're not really that kind of person. You're a bit like me."

"Didn't I say that I learned from someone? That boy succeeded in teaching on how to make my life so much easier and happier."

She stared at the Sage. "Even Sage learns?"

"I live and I learn. That boy was just one of my teachers"

The little girl felt so much relieve. She stood up and hugged the old Sage Tree. "Thank you, Sage..."

"Go now. Go find more doors. Colorful doors!"