The bamboo

by tamarjacobson

Sitting in my sister’s Buddha garden very early this morning, I realized that I was staring at the very same bamboo plant I had seen vividly during a meditation a few months ago.

And then I understood exactly why I had felt the need to come to visit at this time. Indeed, the purpose of my visit for my inner journey became clear … and I wept …

The bamboo

The bamboo