Out There or In Here

One evening, a Rabi was out on the street, searching for something. A neighbor walked by and saw him looking around.

“What are you searching for?” the neighbor asked.

“I lost my key,” the Rabi replied.

Wanting to help, the neighbor began searching with him. Soon, a few more neighbors joined in. But after a long search, no one could find the key.

Finally, one of them asked, “Where exactly did you drop it?”

The Rabi pointed toward his house and said, “I lost it inside my home.”

Everyone was confused. “If you lost it in the house, then why are you looking for it out here in the street?”

The Rabi smiled and said, “Because it’s brighter out here under the street light. My house is dark.”

The neighbors laughed at his response. But then the Rabi gently said:

“My friends, isn’t this what we all do? When we lose peace, joy, or meaning in life—because of a broken relationship or a tough situation—we start searching for answers outside.

But what’s lost is inside us.

We avoid looking within because it feels dark and difficult, just like my house. But that’s exactly where the key lies.”

And with that, the neighbors quietly nodded. They understood the lesson.

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