Now and Zen
Today I went with my class of cognitively challenged children, ages 5 to 8, to the pumpkin patch in San Francisco. One of the students, a female sumo wrestler, wouldn't get up off the floor to walk to the bus. As soon as we got there, one of the students cried for 20 minutes straight. Leaving, another student cried for 30 minutes really loud. I often wonder whether I have been given this job as a gift. There is much humility and patience that is required. The present is spiritual oneness.
Pumpkin, not always green,
Or orange, sometimes white
Raises its vine, yours.
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