First is the river of family. Second is the river of discovery. Third is the river of equals. Fourth is the river of desire. Fifth is the river of adversity. Sixth is the river of grief. Seventh is the river of wisdom.
I grew up in Christian fundamentalism, went to hell, came back, became a Presbyterian then a Buddhist Presbyterian, and now I'm a profane Presbyterian Zen Taoist -- not that I'm into labels or anything. Here's what I've learned so far: The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
2 comments:
But where do they all empty out?
Good question.
Here's the answer I like best: they flow through every life and have no beginning and no end.
Thanks for checking in.
H. K.
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