Thursday, September 21, 2006

Buterflies, berievment and stormy seas.

The flower invites the butterfly with no-mind;
The butterfly visits the flower with no-mind.
The flower opens, the butterfly comes;
The butterfly comes, the flower opens.
I don't know others,
Others don't know me.
By not knowing we follow nature's course.

Ryokan

Three people use my counselling service to to help come to terms with berievment, I listen to them, we talk, I give them confedential emotional support and afterwards lite incense to Buddha, then go and sit on the beach, its sunny but very windy, large waves crash on the shore.

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