One very spring day a man went on a small boat trip near his house. He was a fisherman. He had a slender figure and had the deepest green eyes you’ve ever seen. His boat was his constant companion. He enjoyed the simple life and was satisfied with the most ordinary things. The environment that was surrounding him was the reflection of his own simplicity.
Simplicity is actually richness. The fisherman knew how to enjoy his innate and God-given richness so he decided to embark on a fishing adventure. Once he found himself at the heart of the lake he waved his fishing rod straightforwardly. The quietness of the fishing act itself was contemplative. He could sit there for hours on end not feeling any pangs of sweet discontent. In order to really be a great fisherman he knew he had to possess the skill of stillness and patience. As he was sitting in his boat patiently he had a realization of the water being made of the same material he was. It gave him a comforting feeling that he was not alone.
That day he didn’t have much success. The fisherman didn’t care that much about fish. He only went there because it was the only place where he could unravel himself and literally dive deep within.
A small voice said to him: You don’t have to expect all at once to come your way. If you learn to be patient and still enough you’ll be like the fisherman in the distance having received a lifetime supply of fish. The art of getting as much fish as you want is learning the skill of being present with yourself which is what life is all about.