Daily BB Meditations — July 23
Wiffleball Dusk
The sun was low. The ball curved too much. Laughter bounced off fences. You were barefoot. Bases made of hoodies. There was no score. Only rhythm and light and the sense that this game—this particular one—wouldn’t be forgotten.
Buddhism
Play strips away ego. It returns you to being, not proving.
Daily Takeaway
Make space for unmeasured joy. Let effort arise…
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