There once was a fish who was a bit of a philosopher in the fish world and often pondered on the meaning of fish life. He watched the other fish with interest, how they swam, fed, and hid from danger. He often thought, I am so not like the other fish, I investigate, I am daring, I swim in deeper waters, I take risks around anglers lines and I am quite an enlightened fish. I am such a passionate sole. Quite happy in the deep, the fish went on swimming.

Over a period of fish years the enlightened fish began to feel a little strange, what was going on, he asked himself, he began to wonder if ‘this was it’ in his little fish life. Bit by bit he began to experience a yearning he had never felt before. ‘There must be more to fish-life than this’ he told himself. And so he began his journey of fishevelopment, for he was a passionate sole. He spent time with the dolphins, the whales, the seals and brought all this knowledge back to the smaller less informed fish.

My he was feeling very pleased with himself.  All this spiritual fish food, new things to learn, he even began his fish-art. "I think I will hold an fish-art exhibition" he declared.  He didn't actually organise a fish-art-exhibition, he just thought a lot about it. 'I think art is me', he said 'it seems to be my path.' He thought some more. "Yes,  I am definitely going to have a fish-art exhibition.  I am going to have a wonderful show and invite all the big fish (and some minnows) along to see my new studio which I will create" he blubbered, through a haze of bubbles.
He became intensely busy with his artistic fish works and surrounded himself with lots of ’arty fish stuff’. In quieter moments, in the still of the deep, a little voice  in hisfish head whispered ....'you're not an artfish at all…silly silly sole’ The passionate sole sometimes agreed but then got busy again filling his fish days with lots of exciting plans.

‘I need to start making some fish food to buy new supplies he realised as he looked at his dwindling pot of shekels. ‘I know’ he mused as he glided along, letting the sun tickle his belly in the warm, still sea. ‘I will use my years of experience in fishevelopment and creative fish art to teach other less enlightened fish-folk, I'll help them to find the joy in their fishlives, and show them how to develop the creative fishyness of uncovering their gifts. They can evolve as fish artists and I can help them find fish happiness in juicy journey’s and maybe I will open a healing place for little to fish to grow into bigger Fish.  I will call it The Splendidly Fishperfect Retreat’

The enlightened fish had so many ideas, so much to do, so many things to think about, he began to feel not very enlightened at all. (In fact he was feeling a little overwhelmed....which lead him to a bit of plaicecrastination)

"Fish things fish’ he thought, ‘First I  will open fishart; my studio to contain all my fishart supplies and I'll tell all the other Fish Folk I am open. The  shoals are sure to pass by, I will call it Fishfood for the Sole." (because he was such a  passionate little sole,  he fell in love with his fishlike  idea and chortled with glee.)   " Yes, I‘ll open it to all fish folk, wide and far, deep and shallow. But heck, I have a problem, I can’t afford a studio on my meagre income and the only other space is the shoal shed at the bottom of my sea garden.'  'Mind you' he bubbled, 'it's packed to the gills,  full of stuff everywhere, fishart, bits of net, seaweed, fish paper, all manner of very interesting and possibly useful items,but it’s all too overwhelming for me to actually clear it out.'

 'No, I will think it through, get it down on fish paper andsee how we go. It is so much easier to fishitate on it in my fish-head. I can fishitate whilst swimming and have a ponder, probably come up with even more creative new ideas in my mind. I can’t face the thought of clearing out so much stuff ~ it’s so much more important to work on the plan first’.