This parable has been retold in many versions, including by Swami Vivekananda at the first Parliament of Religions in Chicago in 1893.

A little frog had lived his whole life at the bottom of a well. He knew no other environment and yet was content with his life. He had abundant food from the various insects that flew into the well and small water creatures that bred there, so in time he grew quite plump and fancied himself an authority on the world.

One day a frog from the valley happened to fall into the well. “Where are you from?” asked the well frog. “I’m from the valley”.

The well frog jumped from one side of his well-world to the other in two bounds. For him, there was no number larger than 2. “Is your valley as large as one jump wide, or somewhere between one and two jumps?”

“The valley is larger than can possibly be described. You can never jump across it if you continued leaping your entire life.”

Disbelieving, the well frog persisted: “What does your valley look and sound like? How does it smell? What do you eat there?”

The valley frog realised he could never adequately describe the profusion of colours and scents of valley flowers, its rich air, thrill of its birdsong, glorious sunrises and sunsets, majestic mountains or its gourmet variety of delectable insects. “You’ll have to come to the valley to discover these things for yourself.”

“Enough! You’re making this up! You cannot describe your valley because it doesn’t exist. You’re trying to trick me into leaving so you can steal everything here! Get out now!”

To the closed mind, our inner, spiritual realms can never be described. They can only be experienced and realised, so –