Blessed by all the rain this year the desert is greener than I’ve ever seen.
A truly rare occurance of flowers blooming everywhere.What once was so dusty and devoid of color and hue, now explodes in a kalidescope of wild flowers and bushes.
This year the barren wilderness is coming to life.Rising like a phoenix up from the sand and stone.Spreading her rainbow wings to reveal what was always there,lying dormant beneath the dirt.
Delecate pedals of gold and rose, violet and pink sprout forth along these cracked and dry plains.It is a wonder and a miracle and I am spellbound. I feel truley blessed by this special and omen-like turn of events.
The seedlings had been waiting for years beneath the layers of earth and grit,to awaken to their own potencial.
My mentor in life,Daisaku Ikeda,essaid on the same reflections I am having. Perhaps the oneness of mentor and disciple or perhaps a cosmic conciousness,we both realized the sameness of people and the desert wilderness.They both are yearning to reveal themselves, reveal the inner aura of light buried deep below the surface. Thirsting for a rainstorm of humanity and kindness to help in a sometimes cruel and unforgiving climate.
WE ARE BUDDHAS.WE HAVE A MISSION OF GLORY AND GOOD.
LET US ALL DANCE IN THE RAIN TOGETHER.