Daily BB Meditations — May 15

The Scorecard Smudged by Sweat

You kept score by hand —
pencil tucked behind your ear, knees balancing the card, the names and numbers slowly filling the page.

By the eighth inning, the paper was smudged with sweat, thumbprints, maybe a little ketchup from a rushed hot dog.

It didn’t matter.
The card wasn’t for display.
It was a record of being present.

Buddhism
Perfection isn’t presence.
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