He sat on the warm sand of the beach thinking about where he would make his next million. He stared off in the distance watching the sun sparkle off the surface of the ocean. It was hypnotic.
The laughter of children drew his attention. They were playing a game with their little shovels and buckets. As he watched, he noticed how intent they were on moving the sand around sharing details of their game.
He watched as they grew quiet intently moving little rocks around. One little gal went over to a pile of seaweed and grabbed a small handful. She ran back over to where her playmates were, and breaking the seaweed apart planted the pieces into the sand.
He found himself mesmerized by the kids and what they were doing. He found that his own hand was stroking the sand, making it even. It was then that it came to him. One of those “zen” moments.
Taking some sand with him, the went home. He created a small tray, filled it with sand, gave it a few stones, tossed in a couple of pieces of artificial plants and a mini rake. He just created the first Zen Garden!
Thank you to Alastair Forbes for hosting Sunday Photo Fiction!
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