I am opening like this flower. We all are, petal by petal, in a blossoming symphony.

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"Breathing in, Breathing out,

Breathing in, Breathing out,

I am blooming as a flower,

I am fresh as the dew.

I am solid as a mountain,

I am firm as the earth,

I am free."

"Breathing in, Breathing out,

Breathing in, Breathing out,

I am water reflecting

What is real, what is true.

And I feel there is a space 

Deep inside of me,

I am free, I am free, I am free."

(A sweet gatha/song from the Plum Village Song Book - Thich Nhat Hanh Sangha)

Sunflower report

This morning's snaps of my sunflower. I have more than one sunflower growing, but only one out of the surviving eleven plants has begun to spread out its unfurling yellow petals. The last picture shows the back wall where the sunflowers are planted, taken from under my ramada.

More blossoming splendor

Pink cactus blossom