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September 2002 - Narrow valley

Yesterday, as we were walking up a narrow valley, its steep sides dark with pines and green fields full of wild flowers, suddenly, most unexpectedly, for we were talking of other things, a benediction descended on us, like gentle rain.

Krishnamurti, from Krishnamurti’s Notebook, p28.

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