In my walking and chanting practice to the woods yesterday, I freed myself from the leftovers of the street fair. In Bali we call taking a walk “cuci mata”. That means wash your eyes.
Deep in the ravine the afternoon sun shown on the giant redwoods. Inspiring green glowed from within the Alder leaves. Rabbits munched on the new grass as crows gave me the side eye, perhaps recognizing me from all my years of feeding them.
How do you wash your eyes? What do you see after you do? Ki to Happiness sees a natural world and takes her place in it.