"The walk was done, the energy burnt, the bully mellowed down to a thirsty boy. He walked away with his foster mom. I guess he forgot about me right there and then. Zen is like that. You live in the present, free from the categories people think you fit: he was no bully anymore, just a dog."
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Dogs walk in the path of zen
Dogs walk in the path of zen:
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