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Contemplate how many untold stories an old tree can contain.

Feeling how the environment around you resonates within is where personal transformation begins.

You never know what remains hidden by each element of nature.

Be surprised by a brief glimpse into a new season.

Finding satisfaction in the small changes of each practice.

If each brushstroke is a moment of presence, then every composition is a collage.

Sharing a teacup with a friend in every season is one way to celebrate transience.

Tree covered, misty hills are Earth’s cue to breathe. A zen monday pause.

A secure bird stands idly on the shore.

Nothing says Spring zen monday quite like dense, fleeting cherry blossoms.

In Japan, it is easy capturing green or Fuji-san. Zen starts where you find both.

What would it be like to balance atop a bamboo grove? A zen monday thought.

I wish every Monday to start with zen