The Spirituality of Bonsai: A Journal of Finding Peace in an Age of Tyranny
By Gerald (Jerry) Carpenter
It is cool but bright in the rising sun as I step purposely out on my patio bonsai garden. I have a chair strategically placed looking directly at a tree positioned carefully on two dark milk crates that I set up last night.
I take a seat; it is still quiet this early in the morning and traffic is not buzzing the street yet. The shadows cast by the sun are filling the tree with light. The tree; an old Japanese Black pine is older than me. It stands there armored in thick turtle shell bark produced over 50 plus decades. The needles are dark green and many new “candles” are popping up through the needles. It sits in a naturalized brown pot, hand-made, by a Bay Area bonsai artist and…
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