The seasons change no matter how humans are behaving. Grieving for all the nameless suffering and for a couple of friends who have died very recently. Please be kind with your tender hearts. Here’s a bit of beauty.
Samsara and effulgence.
I am awed, as I have been every year since I moved here. The fullness of the cherry blossoms.
As the days get shorter, I am waking in the dark, and the light rises while I do my morning practice.
I had to address some stressful/annoying things today. Knowing this, I made sure to take a walk in the bright light.