August 14, 2017 9:44 AM
I sat in the doorway of my van and stared out over the river. The contrast between the beauty of Nature and the divisiveness of the online world stuck me.
Why are so many people angry today? Why does it seem like everyone is attacking anyone whom they see as different?
The river burbled. The tall grass swayed. The clouds floated. Boundaries vanished and I expanded and disappeared and became One. Tao. Harmony. Peace.
And, from deep within the fog of my ancient memories, my Frog Master whispered:
Thoughts. Thoughts are Man’s blessing. Thoughts are Man’s curse.
A moose crossed the river.
Feeling blessed, feeling guided, feeling… confirmed, I raised my camera and took a photo of him.
And all the while, the river burbled contently.