Daily BB Meditations — May 2

The Smell of Fresh-Cut Grass

The first smell of May is familiar —
fresh-cut grass, warm air, the slight sting of a sunburn coming.

You feel it before you even reach the field:
the scent of new beginnings, of games yet to be played, of innings that stretch endlessly ahead.

Buddhism
Savor the moment of beginning without clinging to what you hope it will become.
The smell of the grass is no…