How can my first post be about anything but the Moon? So let me share with you these beautiful words by Ming-Dao, a Chinese American author, artist, philosopher, teacher and martial artist.
The moon does not fight. It attacks no one. It does not worry. It does not try to crush others. It keeps to its course, but by its very nature, it gently influences. What other body could pull an entire ocean from shore to shore? The moon is faithful to its nature and its power is never diminished.
The Moon is a silent observer. Even as he waxes and wanes, he maintains his elegance and dignity. Can we be like him? Or have we forgotten the power of silence?