Echo of I Love You

Once in a small village a little boy in a fit of anger shouted at his mother that he hated her. Then, perhaps fearing punishment, he ran to a steep cliff near their house and shouted into the
valley, 'I hate you, I hate you!' Back from the valley came an echo, 'I hate you, I hate you!'

"Startled at this, the boy ran into the house and told his mother that there was a mean little boy who lived in the valley who shouted at him,'I hate you, I hate you!'

"His mother took him back to the hillside and told him to shout, 'I love you, I love you!' "When he did, back came the reply, 'I love you, I love you!'"

What we project is what we get back. We do reap 

what we sow—even if it is eventually.