Guru & Arahis
ΠΠ½ΡΠ΅ΡΠ΅ΡΠ½ΠΎ, ΡΠΌΠΎΠΆΠ΅ΠΌ Π»ΠΈ ΠΌΡ Π½Π°ΠΉΡΠΈ ΡΠΊΡΠΎΠΌΠ½ΠΎΠ΅ ΠΌΠ΅ΡΡΠ΅ΡΠΊΠΎ, Π³Π΄Π΅ ΠΌΠΎΡ
ΡΠΏΠΎΠΊΠΎΠΉΠ½ΠΎ ΡΡΡΠΈΠ»Π°Π΅Ρ Π·Π΅ΠΌΠ»Ρ, ΡΠ»ΠΎΠ²Π½ΠΎ ΡΠΈΡ
ΠΈΠΉ Π²Π·Π΄ΠΎΡ
, ΠΈ ΠΏΠΎΠ³ΠΎΠ²ΠΎΡΠΈΡΡ ΠΎ ΡΠΎΠΌ, ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ Π·Π΅ΠΌΠ»Ρ ΡΡΠΈΡ Π½Π°Ρ Π±ΡΡΡ Π½Π°Π΅Π΄ΠΈΠ½Π΅ Ρ ΡΠΎΠ±ΠΎΠΉ.
Arahis: Oh, I love that idea, but I might have to pause the conversation for a second to check whether the moss in that corner is still, or if it's secretly sprouting tiny, shy leaves. Itβs so important to listen to the moss before we speak, don't you think? The earth whispers in tiny green sighs, and if we ignore that, we might just be talking into a leaf thatβs already decided to roll into a new colony. So, letβs find a spot where the moss is not just still, but breathing in slow, steady waves, and then we can truly sit with the earth together. And if any invasive fern tries to sneak in, I will pull it out, no apologies.