Reflections

From Japanese Garden

Very meditative just to sit and look at the water. Lucky it wasn’t raining or perhaps it would have made it even more magical. It started at midnight… drop, drop, drop… What a heavenly sound in a quasi desert of LA. The earth and the plants need it, and we need it too (perhaps even for reflection?). Anyway, it kept me up half the night and I didn’t mind.

If you cannot find the truth right where you are, where else do you expect to find it?
Dogen Zenji (1200 – 1253)

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