One night, a young woman dreamed she was walking in
the mall and noticed a shop on the second floor she
hadn’t seen before. The name over the door said,
“Your Heart’s Desire”.
She crossed the store’s threshold and was
enveloped in a charming fragrance. The store
had a homey feeling, with shelves full of fascinating
items. A short, smiling dumpling of a lady was
behind the counter.
“What is it your shop sells?” asked the young lady.
“Just as the name implies, everything your heart
desires!” came the purring answer.
“Oh! I know what I want!” exclaimed the girl,
“Peace, happiness, love for everyone, and…”
“Wait a minute,” giggled the cashier. “You don’t
quite understand. We sell whatever your heart
desires. But we don’t sell the finished product,
we sell the seeds — and you have to choose the
ones you want to plant.”
–Author Unknown
