I love to hear my grandmother speak of the magic of waking up on Christmas morning as a child to discover a few nuts, a piece of string candy one orange in her stocking.
The magic of one little orange- how we have lost touch with simply being.
Thanks for the koan: much more than simply an orange- an ordinary orange.
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It is!
Looks good enough to eat!
It was!
Ha! Lovely.
I love to hear my grandmother speak of the magic of waking up on Christmas morning as a child to discover a few nuts, a piece of string candy one orange in her stocking.
The magic of one little orange- how we have lost touch with simply being.
Thanks for the koan: much more than simply an orange- an ordinary orange.
Thank you, Tommy, for your thought and insight.
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