Future Of Zen
Future of Zen
Mary was the daughter of a smelly old man from across the lake. The man was mean and cruel. Nothing she did was ever good enough for him. "You're doing it wrong!" was all he ever said to her. That constant mantra hurt her soul to the point where she had ceased to function. Her confidence had taken a bad hit. Mary was determined to survive. She was stubborn and would make it at all costs. With great care, Mary worked the soil. She had already survived 1 year. If she could survive one year, she could survive more. The smelly old man from across the lake was gone and could no longer affect her life anymore. Through all her hard work, Mary taught herself that it wasn't as difficult as the smelly old man made it seem. Mary felt positive & worthy.
Mary rooted around in her Zen garden. Moving the soil and watching green things grow provided a sense of peace. Mary needed peace. She had worked herself to the brink of collapse trying to survive on her own. One clod of dirt didn't seem like just dirt. Puzzled, she grabbed ahold and pulled. It was a rock. She tossed it to the side. Mary noticed a small patch of clover and decided to try her luck. She bent to search. AHA! A four-leaf-clover. "It's going to be a great year." Mary's mother had taught her that four-leaf clovers were good luck, Mary plucked the small sprig. Last year had been difficult, but this year can only be better. Mary placed the clover in her bonnet. Later, when she went inside to tidy up, she would press the clover in her favorite book. That book would radiate luck and positive energy. The positive energy would bring prosperity. It was going to be a good year.
Mary dressed and prepared herself to go to dinner. She had a date with a local man. It would be Mary's first date since moving to the area. The locals didn't know her and tried to send her back to her strange ways. Her perseverance had won them most of the way over. She still had some distance to go before she would be fully accepted. At least one man had come around. Mary could see herself building a future in the area. Mary put on her sunglasses. She picked up her keys and exited the house. Before leaving, Mary passed the fenced in Zen garden and smiled. The future looked bright and sunny indeed.