When I was in my early 20s, I randomly got on a Greyhound bus and went all the way from Austin Texas to Oaxaca Mexico because I was wanting to hang out with some chic that I met at a bar months earlier. haha.. The craziness of youth.
Well, I went down there with only my ticket and like $20 worth of Mexican money. I was originally supposed to stay for only 2 weeks, but it turned into two years. This village was so remote and old fashioned that they didn't even use fishing poles there.
The locals taught me how to fish with just some fishing line rolled up on a chunk of cork. You would unwind a bunch of fishing line and lay it on your shoulder, then walk about 10 feet into the ocean and toss the hook out there.. Then slowly walk backwards while pulling in the line and piling it on your shoulder.
It sounds crazy to me know when I think about it, but I would catch literally dozens of fish every time. I know what you mean by 'meditation'. It was incredibly focusing and relaxing. I remember getting into that zone, like there was nothing else in the world! I'd never trade the experiences I had down there. Too bad I'm too mature to do crazy stuff like that anymore.
damn I would love to live in some super remote village by the sea. Sounds like a story worth having in my life! :D Crazy dude!