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Summer… memories of long, lazy days and the delicious feeling of having time for whatever comes along. Following the creek, playing in the sprinkler, making lemonade and drinking it in the shade of an old tree… the effortless freedom and spontaneity of a childhood summer afternoon is as close as some of us may ever get to “being in the now.”
The flowering of summer is only eclipsed by the flowering of the human spirit.
Flowering has no permanency – only the process remains. Indeed the flowering only exists for the continuation of the process.
I walk along the wooded path
that leads to a sacred spot
flooded with the past,
drenched in the present,
and spilling over into the future.
Have you ever seen
anything
in your life
more wonderful
than the way the sun,
every evening,
relaxed and easy,
floats toward the horizon
