A passage from the Alchemist that I find amazingly inspirational. Whatever you take away from it, it is the correct message
âListen to your heart. It knows all things, because it came from the Soul of the World, and it will one day return there.â
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They crossed the desert for another two days in silence. The alchemist had become much more cautious, because they were approaching the area where the most violent battles were being waged. As they moved along, the boy tried to listen to his heart.
It was not easy to do; in earlier times, his heart had always been ready to tell its story, but lately that wasnât true. There had been times when his heart spent hours telling of its sadness, and at other times it became so emotional over the desert sunrise that the boy had to hide his tears. His heart beat fastest when it spoke to the boy of treasure, and more slowly when the boy stared entranced at the endless horizons of the desert. But his heart was never quiet, even when the boy and the alchemist had fallen into silence.
âWhy do we have to listen to our hearts?â the boy asked, when they had made camp that day.
âBecause, wherever your heart is, that is where youâll find your treasure.â
âBut my heart is agitated,â the boy said. âIt has its dreams, it gets emotional, and itâs become passionate over a woman of the desert. It asks things of me, and it keeps me from sleeping many nights, when Iâm thinking about her.â
âWell, thatâs good. Your heart is alive. Keep listening to what it has to say.â
During the next three days, the two travelers passed by a number of armed tribesmen, and saw others on the horizon. The boyâs heart began to speak of fear. It told him stories it had heard from the Soul of the World, stories of men who sought to find their treasure and never succeeded. Sometimes it frightened the boy with the idea that he might not find his treasure, or that he might die there in the desert. At other times, it told the boy that it was satisfied: it had found love and riches.
âMy heart is a traitor,â the boy said to the alchemist, when they had paused to rest the horses. âIt doesnât want me to go on.â
ďżź"That makes sense," the alchemist answered. âNaturally itâs afraid that, in pursuing your dream, you might lose everything youâve won.â
âWell, then, why should I listen to my heart?â
âBecause you will never again be able to keep it quiet. Even if you pretend not to have heard what it tells you, it will always be there inside you, repeating to you what youâre thinking about life and about the world.â
âYou mean I should listen, even if itâs treasonous?â
"Treason is a blow that comes unexpectedly. If you know your heart well, it will never be able to do that to you. Because youâll know its dreams and wishes, and will know how to deal with them.
âYou will never be able to escape from your heart. So itâs better to listen to what it has to say. That way, youâll never have to fear an unanticipated blow.â
The boy continued to listen to his heart as they crossed the desert. He came to understand its dodges and tricks, and to accept it as it was. He lost his fear, and forgot about his need to go back to the oasis, because, one afternoon, his heart told him that it was happy. âEven though I complain sometimes,â it said, âitâs because Iâm the heart of a person, and peopleâs hearts are that way. People are afraid to pursue their most important dreams, because they feel that they donât deserve them, or that theyâll be unable to achieve them. We, their hearts, become fearful just thinking of loved ones who go away forever, or of moments that could have been good but werenât, or of treasures that might have been found but were forever hidden in the sands. Because, when these things happen, we suffer terribly.â
âMy heart is afraid that it will have to suffer,â the boy told the alchemist one night as they looked up at the moonless sky.
âTell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams, because every second of the search is a secondâs encounter with God and with eternity.â
âEvery second of the search is an encounter with God,â the boy told his heart. âWhen I have been truly searching for my treasure, every day has been luminous, because Iâve known that every hour was a part of the dream that I would find it. When I have been truly searching for my treasure, Iâve discovered things along the way that I never would have seen had I not had the courage to try things that seemed impossible for a shepherd to achieve.â
So his heart was quiet for an entire afternoon. That night, the boy slept deeply, and, when he awoke, his heart began to tell him things that came from the Soul of the World. It said that all people who are happy have God within them. And that happiness could be found in a grain of sand from the desert, as the alchemist had said. Because a grain of sand is a moment of creation, and the universe has taken millions of years to create it. âEveryone on earth has a treasure that awaits him,â his heart said. "We, peopleâs hearts, seldom say much about those treasures, because people no longer want to go in search of them. We speak of them only to children. Later, we simply let life proceed, in its own direction, toward its own fate. But, unfortunately, very few follow the path laid out for themâthe path to their destinies, and to happiness. Most people see the world as a threatening place, and, because they do, the world turns out, indeed, to be a threatening place.
âSo, we, their hearts, speak more and more softly. We never stop speaking out, but we begin to hope
that our words wonât be heard: we donât want people to suffer because they donât follow their hearts.â âWhy donât peopleâs hearts tell them to continue to follow their dreams?â the boy asked the alchemist. âBecause thatâs what makes a heart suffer most, and hearts donât like to suffer.â
From then on, the boy understood his heart. He asked it, please, never to stop speaking to him. He asked that, when he wandered far from his dreams, his heart press him and sound the alarm. The boy swore that, every time he heard the alarm, he would heed its message.
That night, he told all of this to the alchemist. And the alchemist understood that the boyâs heart had returned to the Soul of the World.
âSo what should I do now?â the boy asked.
âContinue in the direction of the Pyramids,â said the alchemist. âAnd continue to pay heed to the omens. Your heart is still capable of showing you where the treasure is.â
âIs that the one thing I still needed to know?â
âNo,â the alchemist answered. "What you still need to know is this: before a dream is realized, the Soul of the World tests everything that was learned along the way. It does this not because it is evil, but so that we can, in addition to realizing our dreams, master the lessons weâve learned as weâve moved toward that dream. Thatâs the point at which most people give up. Itâs the point at which, as we say in the language of the desert, one âdies of thirst just when the palm trees have appeared on the horizon.â
âEvery search begins with beginnerâs luck. And every search ends with the victorâs being severely tested.â
The boy remembered an old proverb from his country. It said that the darkest hour of the night came just before the dawn.