Bed Time Story

Last night, someone told me the most beautiful story about a herd of horses. The protagonist of the story is a horse who would never run straight. I can't remember the last time I was told a story at bed time. I don't think I've ever been. But last night was something else - it... Continue Reading →

How I was born

According to a legend, I was made from light laced inside an invisible strand of ether. And every time I touched theĀ great stars in the sky my being shone and radiated, only to sprinkle gold dust everywhere. And so were you.

The Zen Master

A friend told me this story last night. Because I need reminding sometimes, I'm documenting it here. This story serves well for all seasons. Here's why: On his 16th birthday, a boy gets a horse as a present. All the villagers say, "How wonderful!" The Zen master says, "We'll see." One day, the boy is... Continue Reading →

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