Week 6/52 #Weeklies
No Pressure! #Weeklies
Week 2/52 #Weeklies
Sometimes, I am too preoccupied on wanting to be more, do more, and have more that I get too stressed – and it’s not good.
I remember the story of the fisherman who was relaxing by the beach, and then a businessman came and talked him into doing more than what he was doing.
The businessman allowed him to see the world as he sees it. He told the fisherman how he will be able to get more of this and that…
One
day a fisherman was lying on a beautiful beach, with his fishing pole propped
up in the sand and his solitary line cast out into the sparkling blue surf. He
was enjoying the warmth of the afternoon sun and the prospect of catching a
fish.
About
that time, a businessman came walking down the beach trying to relieve some of
the stress of his workday. He noticed the fisherman sitting on the beach and
decided to find out why this fisherman was fishing instead of working harder to
make a living for himself and his family. “You aren’t going to catch many fish
that way,” said the businessman. “You should be working rather than lying on
the beach!”
The
fisherman looked up at the businessman, smiled and replied, “And what will my
reward be?”
“Well,
you can get bigger nets and catch more fish!” was the businessman’s answer.
“And
then what will my reward be?” asked the fisherman, still smiling.
The
businessman replied, “You will make money and you’ll be able to buy a boat,
which will then result in larger catches of fish!”
“And
then what will my reward be?” asked the fisherman again.
The
businessman was beginning to get a little irritated with the fisherman’s
questions. “You can buy a bigger boat, and hire some people to work for you!”
he said.
“And
then what will my reward be?” repeated the fisherman.
The
businessman was getting angry. “Don’t you understand? You can build up a fleet
of fishing boats, sail all over the world, and let all your employees catch
fish for you!”
Once
again the fisherman asked, “And then what will my reward be?”
The
businessman was red with rage and shouted at the fisherman, “Don’t you
understand that you can become so rich that you will never have to work for
your living again! You can spend all the rest of your days sitting on this
beach, looking at the sunset. You won’t have a care in the world!”
The
fisherman, still smiling, looked up and said, “And what do you think I’m doing
right now?”
I am amazed by how my mind will think of something so vivid and real, sometimes. I’d be so excited of the specifics drawn in my mind; I could almost see it come true. But of course, in reality, it has not, yet.
The difference is, sometimes, I feel and know it will happen, and that it will happen soon...and true enough, it will happen. Yes, even with simple things!
I feel I have unearthed The Secrets, sometimes.
But, most of the time, I’d forget. I'd forget the process.
I’d forget that the only way to make ‘the pictures’ in my mind to happen is to be grateful for what I already have- to stop pushing it, stressing about it, and rushing to make it happen.
The story of the fisherman and the businessman makes me rethink of what’s important, what really matters and where I am.
So today and hopefully I won’t forget anymore – I’ll just relax and be grateful for the life God has given me. I’ll always remember to live my life knowing that all my prayers have already been answered and that there is no need to get stressed with my timelines and the box I am putting myself in. Out of the box, I will be.
Let me forever remember that it is OK to stop wanting to be more, to do more, to have more. It is fine to hold off dreaming about “more” and to just savor the moment.
If it is meant to be, it will be. Just like what I do with the pictures on my mind. I let the pictures roll like movies on my mind knowing... with just plain knowing it will happen and then it will. It may entail some doing but, sometimes, it will be so easy it doesn't count.
It is that simple. I hope it is always that simple every time.
The sun is up, the flowers are blooming, the birds are chirping. All is well.
All is well.
NAMASTE.
Mother's Day in 2008
Remember my story about my very first mother's day here in the USA last May of 2008?
See original post here
I suddenly have an urge to reblog it here, so I will.