I’m playing one on one basketball in a huge public park with a young man.
The ball is a bit flat, so I tell him I’m going to find a pump and put some more air in the ball.
As I walk through the park, I feel sort of listless and dejected. I’m tired of playing basketball.
The park sits on the shore on a large beautiful blue lake. I decide to wade out into the lake, and I just sit down. It’s pretty here – tall evergreen trees, lush green grass and warm clear water.\
Suddenly, I am overcome with grief just being in the water. “THIS IS WHAT I WANT!” I exclaim out loud.
And then I see a fish made of light swimming under the sand and moving swiftly towards me. It swims right in front of me, and I jab my hand down into the sand and pull out a bright white fish that is solid but made of light! It’s about 2 feet long and looks like a glowing Halibut.
I excitedly wade ashore to show off my fish of light that I caught with my bare hands.
I go to climb up a short hill with my fish of light still looking for a ball pump.
A teenager – who looks sort of sketchy – tries to stop me. He grabs he and I whap him in the face with my fish of light. The teen is shocked and I’m really distraught because now I’ve destroyed my beautiful fish of light.
A wise old man who looks Christ-like but who is all dressed in white, pulls me aside and puts a loving arm around me. He says “A fish of light is a precious thing. Don’t use it to beat others. Instead, take your time and learn to embody its special wisdom”.
“Eat the fish”.
“Become the fish”.
“Live the wisdom”.
“Then share the wisdom with others”.
Today I resolve to not wield wisdom like a weapon but instead to first embody it, fully live it, and indeed become it. And I resolve to spend more time in a peaceful receptive serenity where wise fish of light willingly come to me and who want to be caught and consumed.