You can’t stop the waves, but you can learn to surf.
When the dark clouds come…
…keep going
No mud, no lotus.
Who turns the present into the past?
Who turns the now into the not-now?
These few words are enough.
If not these words,
this breath.
If not this breath, this sitting here.
What’s your best discovery? asked the mole.
That I’m enough as I am, said the boy.
A Journey of thousand miles starts with a single step.