Aug 28, 2021
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Rest Day
The fatigue always catches me off guard. I rarely see it coming. When my soul is tired, I am pulled down into a deep valley where all I can see is one long journey without rest.
On manageable days, I can reach into my library and rediscover Sono’s wisdom; the Zen master who gave all her students one mantra as the main medicine:
“Thank you for everything,
I have no complaints.”
But right now, my flame is out. Maybe tomorrow.
