The master sits by the river, doing nothing.
And the wind blows.
And the grass grows.
The master’s pose convinces us of his maturity. Thank you for the story that as humbles us, as inspires and thus helps us to smell the flowers and to grow into the grateful giants indeed.
I’m sorry but I don’t understand what you and tomas are saying.
for me doing nothing is laziness.
And so what if it is laziness?
be as still as the grass and wind, there is no laziness in being, only awareness…
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The master’s pose convinces us of his maturity.
Thank you for the story that as humbles us, as inspires and thus helps us to smell the flowers and to grow into the grateful giants indeed.
I’m sorry but I don’t understand what you and tomas are saying.
for me doing nothing is laziness.
And so what if it is laziness?
be as still as the grass and wind, there is no laziness in being, only awareness…