in a shady spot
feet dipped in the creek
keeping cool
When I’m feeling hot, it feels good to run my hands, and especially my wrists, under cool running water. Down in the creek, the frog has the same idea sitting there on a rock with his feet submerged under water, eyes wide open like two headlights in the dark. Like a Buddha, the frog just sat there for the longest time….no where to go, nothing to do, fully absorbed. That’s samadhi.
