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The wind blows across my little toy, making it spin. As I watch, my mind begins to go deeper within, at the same time as my eyes focus on the endless Spinning... spinning... spinning.... spinning.... of the little toy, my mind continues to go .... In ... .... and in ... .... and in ... .... and in ... Meditating upon the wind as it flows over the toy, I realize that the toy allows itself to freely flow with the wind. As the wind blows, the toy spins. Just as a leaf in a river, floating along peacefully. I will think more on this later. El | |