Apr 28, 2021

Let it shine.

Snowfall on the upper Yuba, the snowflakes first bless and then join the swift river.


A thick fog across the farmlands of the valley, heavy and low to the ground. It might last all day long. Sometimes the only sunshine is there in your heart. You just have to let it shine. 


Dwelling in a time other than the present starts to churn the ego: anxieties arise, desires become distractions, and to do things well is nearly impossible. But when there is no idea of time, there are no expectations, and desires do not become a problem. 

-Les Kaye


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