It was told by a simple man, whose simplicity and bare circumstances allowed him to think clearly and made him wise. Some say he was a slave. His name was Aesop. They say he was Greek but his fables remind me of the wisdom found in African folklore.
The Dog And The Bone
There is a lucky dog who does not know how lucky he is. He has a bone, in his mouth, the dream of every dog. The only way the dog can lose the bone, is if he decides to let it go.
The dog then has a rather mundane experience looking over a puddle of water, where he believes he sees another dog, looking right at him, with a bone in his mouth, and that bone, appears to be a better bone than the one he already has. Keep in mind, the dog already has a bone, and there is nothing wrong with the one he has.
So, the dog decides to trade the bone he has in his possession for the one in the reflection. He let go of the real bone for the one that looked real. In the process, he got none.
Poor dog, right, not really, the story has nothing to do with a dog.
The bone in the story, that is your life. The reflection, that’s the afterlife. The puddle… look around.