In a village, there were two monks on a pilgrimage, and they come across a young girl with a long kimono trying to cross a very muddy road, but did not dare step into the mud. Listening to the woman’s fears, one of the monks decided to pick her up and carry her across the path. The monks continue to walk in silence for another few hours.
You are the seed in the earth, and as the sun shines upon you and the rain falls, your seed begins to grow, and you send your roots deep into the ground to hold you, support you, and nourish you.
I want to share a dream I had a few weeks ago. I was in the house I grew up in. I went to the backyard and noticed a handful of lions laying around on the mountainside. My immediate reaction was to turn around and run but instead, I stood there watching them in amazement. After a few seconds, I quietly walked back into the house. Although they didn’t pose a threat, I moved a heavy dresser against the door to make sure they couldn’t get in the house and ran to warn the rest of the family (I noticed panic/fear set in).