While reading Khalil Gibran, I came across one of his writings in the shape of a short story. He used bare minimum words in telling the story but shared his eye opening wisdom in it. After reading this story, I could not resist myself thinking and contemplating about the lesson given by it. He tells a story of a fox which goes as under:
A fox looked at his shadow at sunrise and said, “I will have a camel for lunch today.” And all morning he went about looking for camels. But at noon he saw his shadow again—and he said, “A mouse will do.”
Are we not the same fox? Are we not living in the same paradox? Does this five lines story not resemble story of our whole life?
We look upon life as per our own perceptions and ego. We often tend to avoid reality of our true selves. Is our image of the self a mere illusion or is it a delusion? Unless we don’t understand the true identity of the self, we will continue to live like that confused fox.
That’s what I have understood from this. What do you infer from the story of this fox?