I was sitting in meditation yesterday on my bench in the garden. A light wind stirred the tree above me, and cherry blossoms gently floated down all around me.
I was reminded of the Buddha, on the night of his Enlightenment, turning the arrows and weapons of Mara into flower petals.
How poignant .....
How blessed .....
How wonderful indeed.
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I am the wind, the cherry blossoms, the bench, the garden, the tree, the buddha, Indeed, I am we.
What a beautiful moment of clarity.
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