WHY I NEED YOU
Once I sat in the park by a lovely blossoming tree, looking for some peace of mind. I kept looking at the tree, hoping for the desired feeling to come as it normally does when something as beautiful stands before me. Not this time, though. My mind stayed tangled and messy. Even if, intellectually, I knew the peace is right there, embodied in this beautiful blossoming tree, the f e e l i n g wouldn’t come.
As I sat there, bewildered, the monk, wrapped in his brown robes, was walking down the path. He stopped by the beautiful blossoming tree and simple stood there, looking. And as I found myself looking at the monk looking at the beautiful blossoming tree, I suddenly got it. The desired feeling of peacefulness slowly but surely filled me head to toes, and I felt immensely relieved.
After a little while the monk continued down his path, and as he was walking away I wanted to run there and hug him- for becoming this missing link between me and the beautiful blossoming tree, so necessary for peace to happen.