Just thought I’d share a story that I’d been told by someone or read somewhere
A monk was living in a cave above a village when he heard that a local dignitary was going to visit him. The monk spent several hours tidying the dust and debris from his cave then sat back to rest. On seeing what he had done he said to himself that this was not the right thing to do and that he should not be so concerned about appearance – appearance is only an illusion. At that thought he took the pile of dust and debris and spread it around his cave.
The dignitary finally appeared bringing gifts and remarked to the monk how natural and comfortable the cave looked and how he wished he could live in such an unpretentious life.
The monk smiled then told the visitor what he had done and they both burst into laughter.