Zayin Neumann, M.A.

I walked on the top with those rocks for the first time... and they prayed for me. They prayed with me, and through me, and taught me how to do the same. Those rocks are the tip of a mountain temple formed millenia ago, and they have suffered the passing of Life in a most crucial way. As I sat there in silence in a circle led by a Buddhist priest, I heard them call. They asked me to sink with them, only to rise with them, an apprentice to their still. So clear, the why I had become, to be a silent mountain, apprenticed to a mountain, and to a group of holy rocks who have waited for us to come.

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