While hiking along the trail next to the San Gabriel river just outside Georgetown today, I noticed a small bush. It came to me how surrendered that bush was … waiting for rain, waiting for sun, waiting for insects … just waiting for whatever happens next without any resistance or expectations whatsoever … some sort of perfect surrender.
Our daily practice teaches us that surrender (and the realization that ultimately we are no different that that bush) is the path to lasting peace.
(Quran 13:15) All that is in the heavens and the earth prostrates itself, whether willingly or by force, before God; and so do their shadows in the morning and in the evening.
bob
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