People chase Zen. A little stillness in the torrent of life.
I am lucky. Zen came as a gift. Straight from the universe.
First imagined as a peanut, already holding the keys to our hearts.
We were warned by those who knew us a little too well:
a torrent, a tumble, but a beautiful journey all the same.
We are here not to own or control, but to nurture.
Not just to instruct, but to show.
And as we help him grow, to keep growing ourselves.
Parents to a child. Still children ourselves.
Learning to parent the child within as we raise the one in our arms.
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