As the beginning of winter was cold and the demand for wood increased, so my discontent was kindled along with the
wood. I focused on the weekends and the desire to stack those piles higher. Then, as the year ended, the temperatures
rose and stayed there for weeks. The great room fires diminished and nearly came to a stop. It was too warm to burn
wood. The stacks of wood began to look different to me now. They stood at ready giving me confidence that here was
enough. With the decreasing need, the desire to amass more diminished. I found that contentment did not consist of heap-
ing up more fuel, but in taking away some of the fire.
What does "contentment did not consist of heaping up more fuel, but in taking away some of the fire" mean?
It means, roughly, that happiness doesn't come with more acquisitions, but with using what you have more efficiently.
Or did you want the literal meaning?