MNDFL "Throwing out the Garbage. In the garbage, I see a rose. In the rose, I see compost. Everything is in transformation. Impermanence is life. Turning on the Water. Water comes from high mountain sources. Water runs deep in the Earth. Miraculously, water comes to us and sustains all life. My gratitude is filled to the brim. Using the Telephone. Words can travel thousands of miles. May my words create mutual understanding and love. May they be as beautiful as gems, as lovely as flowers. Drinking Tea. This cup of tea in my two hands, mindfulness held perfectly. My mind and body dwell in the very here and now."

"Throwing out the Garbage. In the garbage, I see a rose. In the rose, I see compost. Everything is in transformation. Impermanence is life. Turning on the Water. Water comes from high mountain sources. Water runs deep in the Earth. Miraculously, water comes to us and sustains all life. My gratitude is filled to the brim. Using the Telephone. Words can travel thousands of miles. May my words create mutual understanding and love. May they be as beautiful as gems, as lovely as flowers. Drinking Tea. This cup of tea in my two hands, mindfulness held perfectly. My mind and body dwell in the very here and now."