Here in our minds time is a reflection too.
The Monk who came to visit taught them the Dhamma. That is the protector, truth and the way things are. It’s not a cold universe that is here to eat us up, but a warm universe where I mind can be mastered.
This moment you are taping into the stream of life. All things that you are aware of are from thousands of years. Not one thousand. Not two thousand. Not ten thousand. More than that thousand.
A small symbol and sign can inspire. The more obscure and sophisticated it is the more interpretation there is. The simple sign can be interpreted too. Still there is the mind. This mind has to be trained or it is going to make you miserable.
When you have nothing else to do. Sit down and draw. Make a picture of something. Make an inspiring picture. Make a simple balanced picture. Draw a circle. Practice with your breath.
This was written for me and you. We are in this game together. I salute you for you are a gift. I salute me for I am a gift. We salute the flowers. We salute our enemies. We salute our friends. This time is ending for violence. This time is continuing for metta (compassion and love).
We do not know from where we came together in this spot. From here we will go everywhere. Where there is life we will be.