And the moon said

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Stuck in a Friday night traffic jam with fatigue brain, washed out body, and nothing much to do. I looked up and saw the moon. I said to her, “So say something, moon. Tell me your stories.” So she did. And I wept, drenched with warm compassion.

Such is the moon, always ready to response with kindness, simplicity, and tenderness. Honesty too.

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