Remembering Thich Nhat Hanh
In my deepest meditations, I find myself surrounded by light in the heart of a lotus blossom. I love the insight you've given it. No mud, no lotus. Sort of like no rain, no rainbow. Fills my heart with hope 🌈🦋❤️
Nice story with a good moral. Growth often comes from hardship.
Thank you for introducing me to Thich Nhat Hanh. And, a lovely story, Dascha.
When misfortune strikes, I give myself time to rage, mourn, or feel whatever I'm feeling. Once I've had a chance to sit with my feelings, it's easier for me to adapt and move forward without the weight of unprocessed emotions tethering me to the past.