I close my eyes as I lean against the tree, quieting my mind in silent meditation. I breathe deeply, inhaling the soft, earthy fragrance of the forest.
As my attachment to Buddha grows and I feel myself becoming more and more inclined to bow before him, I have to wonder, what is it that I’m searching for?
He simply comes along with a bow and arrow on his back, and strikes me in the heart without even knowing he’s done it. Once caught, there is nothing to do but get carried along by said cast thread and let it take me to all the places at the bottom of the ocean I never even wanted to go to. Feel ...