A light frost laces the infield. The game is gone, but its shape remains.
Buddhism
Emptiness is not void; it’s space for what’s next.
Daily Takeaway
The quiet field still holds the memory of play.
Journal Prompt
What parts of your life hold quiet outlines of what once mattered?
Honor the Small.
Respect the Moment.
Trust the Path.
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