IMO, fishing is a form of meditation but only if "catching" fish is a secondary objective. It is the concentration and anticipation, catching fish or not, that is the "lure."
For me, bird hunting was that way. Many times I'd take a camera out rather than my shotgun. The nip in the air, the crunch of some snow under my boots, and watching my dogs work a field or better yet a hedgerow. Most times I never really cared if I got a shot or not.
I used times like that to clear out my mind, or sort things out for work.
I love the first fish! What beautiful coloring! What kind of fish is he?
I agree that fishing is a form of meditation-- especially now that I'm older. In fact, I would just like to put a small rock on the end of my line and just sit there, and look at the outdoors.
There was a "commercial" in Pennsylvania several years ago "Take me fishing because I'll be grown up before you know it," or one to that effect. I'm trying to find it on YouTube.
Some of my fondest memories were fishing with my dad and my Uncle Herman on White Lake (near Monticello, NY). We no longer fish, since my dad started to feel bad for the fish.. but I still can keep the memories.
Each day I walk through the garage, I look to the left on my wooden storage rack and see the three rods & reels that have been laying there since 2005 and say - I really need to clean those up and go fishing - I need the rest.
IMO, fishing is a form of meditation but only if "catching" fish is a secondary objective. It is the concentration and anticipation, catching fish or not, that is the "lure."
Fishing is a form of meditation, one that I get ''caught up'' in often.
I thought that the third poster, the fish with the surface fly above it, provokes great imagination.
And there's always a NET gain.
A Mac
Beautiful pictures and words to live by!
Thanks for both!
Absolutely; it is a frozen moment with the outcome left to to the viewer.
I appreciate when someone gets "the message" of one of my images it is difficult for me to be objective about my own stuff. Thanks, Buzz.
For me, bird hunting was that way. Many times I'd take a camera out rather than my shotgun. The nip in the air, the crunch of some snow under my boots, and watching my dogs work a field or better yet a hedgerow. Most times I never really cared if I got a shot or not.
I used times like that to clear out my mind, or sort things out for work.
I love the first fish! What beautiful coloring! What kind of fish is he?
I agree that fishing is a form of meditation-- especially now that I'm older. In fact, I would just like to put a small rock on the end of my line and just sit there, and look at the outdoors.
The first fish is a Rainbow Trout, Dowser.
Dang! No wonder I didn't know what it was-- I've never seen one alive-- only fried and ready to eat...
These are beautiful pictures, dear A. Mac! Thanks so much!
I've not fished for Rainbow since the early 70s in Colorado.
I hope my children were paying attention to this lesson. Love the post.
There was a "commercial" in Pennsylvania several years ago "Take me fishing because I'll be grown up before you know it," or one to that effect. I'm trying to find it on YouTube.
I remember it. We all had fun.
Makes me want to put in my "A River Runs Through It" in the DVD,
Beautiful posters Mac.
Some of my fondest memories were fishing with my dad and my Uncle Herman on White Lake (near Monticello, NY). We no longer fish, since my dad started to feel bad for the fish.. but I still can keep the memories.
Each day I walk through the garage, I look to the left on my wooden storage rack and see the three rods & reels that have been laying there since 2005 and say - I really need to clean those up and go fishing - I need the rest.
Part of my bucket list I guess.
I don't know about you 1st, but I'm getting to the point to where I need to move towards a 55-gallon drum with all the things I want to do.
Happy hump-day 1st!
Oh, my bucket list has gotten so long that I've had to put it in a three-ringed binder - expandable, of course
Same to you my friend. Another day in the life of paradise - my feet touched the floor this morning - couldn't ask for more than that.
Yep.... It's kind of the simple things that we are beginning to value now ain't! I just want to be able to say when its all done..."Man what a ride!"
And "what did they learn?"
So, so true.
I am pleased to see you here, 1stwarrior.
May your feet continue to touch the floor for many mornings to come.