February 3, 2013

Too Many



Too many flowers in the vase make it hard to appreciate the beauty of the individual flower. Too much noise makes it difficult to hear the beautiful sound of the Dao. Trying to do too much leaves us doing little. Too much activity deranges the mind. The rain from a cloud does not all fall at once. Each drop of water wears away the stone. One second at a time, one moment at a time.

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