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Namaste, Where I learned the Word



It is vitally important for me that I remember each day that the person who taught me the real meaning of the word Namaste was a person who had lived a pauper’s life, been put in the street to die, had been hit by a truck so a bone protruded from his leg and had no pain medicine.



When I really remember that, I wonder what I might really be able to accomplish today?






Evolution



Perhaps the spider that washed down the drain this morning in the shower is on the way to becoming the grass.



I wonder which piece of the miracle will be next for me?






A Thousand Shades of Green


It turns out that grass and leaves are not simply green. In the Spring, there are a thousand shades of green as the new life comes to everything.


I wonder how it is I missed so much?