Stones in my vessel

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I bought the book "111 tanks for a psychotherapist" here - I searched for a long time, but then I managed to find in Kirov. There I was impressed by one bike about a professor who brought a container filled up to the top with stones and asked:
- Is the vessel full?
“Full,” the students said. Then the professor fell asleep into the vessel of the sand, quite a lot was accommodated.
- Is the vessel full now?
“Now, of course, full,” the students screamed in one voice. To which the professor took water and poured it into the vessel. Quite a lot came in. The professor looked around the students and said:
- Stones are big things in your life, they should be noticeable, although there may not be a lot of them. This is the main thing in your life. Sand is minor affairs, it is a turnover, it can fill the entire space of life as you do not try, such is the device of small affairs.
- And the water? - the students asked.
- And water is entertainment, all kinds of pleasantness. They have such a property that they will always find a place for themselves, even when, it would seem no longer any place, do not strive to fill in the vessel of their life.

So I thought about, and what the Flies of the stones did I grow in my vessel of life?
1. Complement of human rights protection technologies
2. Family
3. PDA "Memorial"
4. Tales Readed at night to small dragons