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Spring Flower Amazes in Mandala and Mystery
The lesson of cilantro
Can you believe this is a cilantro flower?
When you look at it — what response do you feel?
When I look at the photo of this mandala flower, I feel happy. I sense a cheerfulness from the flower, from this mysterious kingdom of flowerness. My mind lets my heart gather in a shine at beauty.
This flower is growing by the Bob Lucas Library in Altadena, California, in the planter below, easily not seen nor its leaves tasted.
A lesson in this is one you have probably learned, but I sometimes forget.
For me it is receiving what is around from your beloved pet or white flowers, tea-cups with butterfly design, a smiling face of an author on a book cover, a bite of mango, your jogging feet and moments of deep inhale, reliable liver and kidneys, and your eyes in the mirror showing your human feelings and allowing the spirit through, your fingers holding a hand or paw, and your voice that sings silly into the universe, the tiny moments, like the view of cilantro.
