A summer storm moved through the area yesterday, tearing the newly formed lilac blossoms from security of their limb.

At first, I was angry at such a loss to the garden. The fence, once replete with the lilac’s treasure – now barren. I worried for the hummingbird who seemed quite transfixed by her imminent metamorphosis.

Could she find joy without them?

As if on cue, she flew past the fence – and, never looking back, paused at petals of an English Rose. I smiled realizing her courage and the resilience carried by such tiny wings.

It reminded me of a passage from Dōgen Zenji. With your permission, I’d like to share it with you here today.

“To what shall
I liken the world?
Moonlight, reflected
In dewdrops,
Shaken from a crane’s bill.”

Impermanence is the cornerstone to the Buddha’s teachings; everything that is, can not be grasped. When we understand the truth in this fundamental simplicity – only then, can we finally know peace.

In this way, all of life becomes the garden’s ‘everlasting’.

In peace, my sweet friends..

Namaste ❤