Glenn Stewart Coles, 9251 Yonge Street, Suite 8-924, Richmond Hill, Ontario, Canada, L4C 9T3
Text Box: Every day, the man on the beach ate fruit. It was what kept him alive. And yet the man on the beach did not grow the fruit. It was there for the picking, and he picked it. The man who grew the fruit knew about this, and was unsure what to do. There really was lots of fruit, and the man on the beach ate less than the amount thrown away as spoiled goods. But what really irked the man who grew the fruit was the fact that the man on the beach did nothing. Growing fruit requires effort. While fruits will grow wildly, the practice of farming manages to increase production greatly. Farming requires investment, and farming requires work. Lots of work. One day, the man who grew the fruit approached the man on the beach, and sat beside him. ‘Why do you do nothing but sit on the beach?’ ‘I am here to meditate’ ‘What do you meditate about?’ ‘I visualize myself on a beach, the sun shining and the waves gently rolling to the shore. Stretched behind me are acres and acres of fresh fruit, more than I could ever eat in my lifetime.’ ‘I grow the fruit for you’, stated the man who grew the fruit. ‘You are the farmer?’ asked the man who lived on the beach. The farmer nodded in reply. ‘Before you were here, there was fruit growing wildly, more than I could possibly eat in a lifetime. Now that you are here, there is fruit for many. I visualized not just enough for me but enough for many.’ ‘What did you visualize about me?’ asked the farmer. ‘A man of spirit, one who realizes the universal benefits of sharing. Allowing things to grow, allowing abundance to occur.’ The farmer stood up, smiled and walked back to the farm. He visualized abundance, and there was. © Copyright Glenn Stewart Coles, 2006 First Published February 26, 2006

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