@rookie54 said
I took a piece of the rare cloth of Ch'i,
White silk glowing and pure as frost on snow,
And made you a fan of harmony and joy,
As flawlessly round as the full moon.
Carry it always, nestled in your sleeve.
Wave it and it will make a cooling breeze.
I hope, when Autumn comes back
And the North wind drives away the heat,
You will not store it away amongst old gifts
And forget it, long before it is worn out.
- Lady P'an
When you understand, reality depends on you.
When you don’t understand, you depend on reality;
When reality depends on you, that which isn’t real becomes real;
When you depend on reality, that which is real becomes false;
When you depend on reality, everything is false;
When reality depends on you, everything is true;
-Bodhidharma
Greetings from Athens, Greece, rookie54. May you and Wise Sister are always happy🙂))