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Title: Journeys in Stillness (Origins of Meditation)
Foreword:
Childhood
As a very young child
I lived in a high rise
Of the Castle Square Apartments.

White painted stairways
smelling of urine,
Outer stairwells
of needles and poop.

Robberies, shootings,
and stabbings outside.
I am safe
In my concrete tower.

Indoor walls made of plaster
people break through
Room to room
stealing VCR’s.

Valuable then,
Now outdated
worthless.
Crimes change
with the times.


Sleeping
Mama, Baba, and I
Slept in one room.
From crib to
little bed
on the floor.

I would climb up to see them
and move all around.
Baba couldn’t sleep in
the moving and sound.
Choosing instead
The floor’s little bed.
Baba would roll off to the ground.

Dark
I would wake to go pee
Afraid of the dark
I would take a breath
and throw fists and legs
towards the unknown
from bedroom to bathrrom and back

Dreaming
Finding dream world and real
Difficult to divide.
Dreams within dreams,
nightmares within dreams
and dreams within nightmares.

I once had a dream
that I woke up and
took a penny from
the tin can of pennies
I had by my bed.

I took a penny
to look at
believeing I was awake.

Sitting up in bed
holding this penny
I could see and feel.
I woke while sitting there.

I watched as this penny
vanished in my hand.

I truly believed I caused
A penny of the physical world
To Vanish with the dream world.

I tried to hold things of value
if I believed I was dreaming.

Another time dreaming
I looked out,
into the darness of the room
to see many children sitting
eating rice on our bed
in the middle of the night.

I sat up watching them
and then watched them fade
away as I slowly woke up.

I saw a strange man
go to the bathroom.
Pausing, seeing me
Before walking in.

His face turned color
Clear, matching blue tile
On the wall behind him.
I believed I was awake.



Restless
Other times not afraid
Of dark or night
but fascinated instead,

I stared out the window
unable to sleep.
Awed by City’s Night


I would sit in meditation
From what mommy told me
she had done in her travels
And saw Baba do.

Mama would tell me be calm,
be still, rest, meditate.
I would fall asleep soon,
And at least let her sleep.

Outside
I did not spend all day
cooped up like some did.
My Mother would
take me out walking.

We went to the Common’s
and Upscale parts of Boston,
So my day to day sights
Were quite nice.


In the Summers and Christmas
we would visit my Grandmother.
Her house in Philly had a yard.

My memories of this house,
Aunts Uncles and Cousins
gathered for Christmas
or Sunny Summer days.

Baba
My Father would take me
To bakeries and gambling houses
in Chinatown,
one of which
he watched over.

He also would take
me to the commons
and movies at
Chinese Movie Theatre.

He often felt bad,
His health was not good.
I was four when Baba
Passed away.

Mama
My mother loved day dreaming,
tending her plants,
holding the cat in her lap.

Day dreaming just enjoying tea
and looking at the leaves floating
or staring out the window.

She would make mint green tea
As she had had in Morrocco.
She had travelled quite a bit.

Crossing through the Sahara
twice by Camel
Through several African countries

Hitchhiked through Asia
Iraq and Nepal,
Afghanistan, to Indonesia.

Habits form these countries,
Suroungs, toys, and teas,
Were part of my Childhood.

When she came back to the States
And went to Cape Cod
She was new, and my Father
Showed her around.

They spoke Japanese,
Not English or Chinese,
For that happened
to be the common
Language.

I was in College
When Mama
Passed away.

Play
I watched cartoons
TVB, PBS
had adventures
with imaginary friends.

Playing with toys,
gambling chips, and dice,
In circles,
I paced, raced, and ran,
Jumping on the bed
Entranced in my world
Of flightful fantasy.

“What are you doing?”
my Mother would ask.
“Imaginating, imaginating,
Let me Imaginate.”

Hobbies
I drew pictures on paper
Wrote and drew on the walls
I played music
To fly away too.

I gambled only once,
and lost what I had,
That was enough of that.

I kicked soccerballs
against dumpster walls,
shot baskets,
and rode on my bike,

By this time I lived
In a two story town house
Castle Court near Chinatown.

I collected acorns,
walking alone
watching squirrels, birds, and cats.

I walked for miles
With nothing to do.
Body moving,
Mind in one place.

Kung Fu
My other family
my Kung Fu school.
I had met at age seven
For one class.

Later I met Woo Ching and his son
At a Summer
Lion Dance Class.

Then in the Summer
Bewteen Middle and Highscool
Before I went away to board.
I was throwing kicks
In the house.

My mother told me
I should go learn Kung Fu
And brought me
down to Tai Tung.

The meditation and training
was different than any
I had ever
chanced upon before
And remains unique
In everything I’ve seen
To this very day.

Introduction:
A Falling Dream
On cold floor sitting
in the steaming heat,
Hands folded
in a summer’s meditation.

I was falling asleep
falling back, awaking
pulling forward
to sit straight again.

I fell further and further
Waking later and later,
Almost hitting the floor.

A moment in time
Not in waking or dream,
Caught in a fall
between ceiling and tile.


Eyes opened wide
To florescent light.
Earth drifts a way
From the mind.

I fall suddenly backward
Down through a door
a hole, where before
There was floor.

Slow.
Then faster.
Then with overwhelming speed.
Everything vanishing away.

Panic, and terror
Filling the void.
from above, below, and before,

I fell and fell
Losing place and sense.
In darkness then suddenly in light.
The mind trying tricks
to grasp hold of itself.
Illusions flashed before me.

I would imagine whole worlds
As real as Before.
And now reaching
for the branch of a tree.

I would fall in a twirl
And violently soar
And now Speeding
Terrifyingly Free.

There I saw
Bathing by bank
A beautiful glittering nymph

Sunlight reflecting
from beaded water she drank
from her arms silky smooth skin.

I swam over to speak to her.
And look more intently.
Perhaps even to touch.

Caught in the current
I was swept down and away
Drowned in darkness and lust.

There I was
Charging down mountain,
My spear facing a crowd.
chasing men off a cliff,
a stone tripped my footing
I tumbled below.
Falling again in nothingness.

These worlds came in moments,
Instances, breaths,
Spaces, pauses, and whiles.

I relaxed and they passed
Like smooth, rolling, ripples
Around my fingers on the surface
Of my reflection.


No space, No time
and suddenly stillness.
Below me a strange bird flying.

Not in reflection
But in the Truth falling stillness.
Arms spread, I stepped
Down Circling towards him.

The bird, the Simorgh,
Stared from a distance.
Then flew up to me
in great speed.

Breathing Truth’s fire
It drowned me in flames.
Pain burning of
An instant Eternity.

After Fire was ash.
Limbs and organs regained
With new eyes
I felt the bird’s gaze

Its eyes piercing my soul.
I opened up, letting go
Gaining new consciousness.

It turned and flew off
indicating I follow.
I did so with great ease and speed.

In a dark misted night
we came to a cave.
Two creatures awoke at the mouth.

Nodding me in
they nodded to sleep.
I looked inside of the cave

The cave floor glowed red
as a white sun’s dawn
in a clear
and bright young sky.

A fire enveloping
a live living plant.
A burning bush
burning unburned

A live flame living
on lithe lovely leaves
unharmed, unharming
in harmony.

I Quilin stepped
Bare feet touching heat
Wafts, my Walkway.

Beside sat a man
On a brilliant bright light.
Yet reclining
in dark’s deepest depths

He wore many feathers
from flights of before
and every flight
yet to begin.

The cave Walls
Showed languages,
feelings, and thoughts
In styles of pictures and words.

Though I recognized some,
In this light they lived differently.
Having unknown lives, sides, and colors


The man of feathers
Reached into the fire,
Plucking a flaming fruit.

It had one all seeing eye
tasting like flesh,
Dissolving as if
of no substance.

And I felt in my soul
the writing in the cave.
A deafening thundering, bell.

Crashing through my innards
Like drums, cymbals, and gongs.
The words speared my mind
As I received them.

Grasping ferevrishly at the wounds.
My mind absorbed them
Swallowing them as thoughts
in my perception.

And exploring within
I found these regions
To be As such.

Chapter One
Dawn of our Universe
A moment before moments,
pre-time, pre-space.
Soul, Spirit, Intent,
without body.

No motion, no movement,
no thing to move.
No stillness no thing to be still.

Vast and Infinite.
One wholeness in All.
The many in All,
All One.

A space, a point.
Hot, charged, and dense,
The Universe dreamed, and felt.

Dreams dreaming dreams,
reflections and scenes
Souls dreaming spirits dreaming souls.

All dreaming Many Forms.
Many forms All formless One.

One in Many.
All of Many,
Still One.

* * * * *
Many scenes in a dream
Places, and beings.
Movements, acts and ideals.

We are in many dreams,
Many dreams are of us.
One is of All is of One.
* * * * *

Some spirits gathered.
Within them a space.
Within space a universal point.

“ When do we begin
and cease to exist?”

“Is more within
than passes away?
Is there Physical
beyond the Spiritual?”

“What is the
Truth, Meaning, and Way?”

Thoughts mix and connect,
Flourish, Thrive, and Collide.
Join. Crash. Increase. Multiply.

A spirit in Anger,
Challenged another
One settled in essence of All.

“I don’t believe anything.
Prove it to me!
Show me a Physical world.”

“Settled One is a fool
Speaking Mass Energy nonsense.
Show me!
I see nothing within you.”

Then with devious grinning,
“Shall I open up up?”
Violent, sadistic inent.

Settled One acknowledged
Truth in those words.
Indeed nothing and
something are One.

“But now look alive
and peer right in
For my Time to begin
Now Arrives.”

Beginning and End
Guarding One’s sides.

Time
One roaring mouth Ahh.
One Purring mouth MMM.
AHHHMMMMAHHHMMMMM!!!!

Spreading apart
Their offspring beating out
In gonging crashing cacophony
Of minutes days and years.

Existing in the silence of space
without matter to vibrate
heard and seen in the Spirit itself
Now here now unseen.
Seeping into Existence.

Breathing into deep Beyond
Flexing the physical within.
Reality, Stretching Illusion.
Roaring out an explosion.
Bursting forth in Awakening!
The Physical Universe Born.

Such force and velocity
Destroying, creating,
Ghosts of Before, Now and Yet

Billions of Galaxies
Infinite souls.
Heavens see
One Universe Whole.



Our Space
Milky Way turns her
Stars following center
Sun following afar.

Earth circling sun
Moon around Earth
In Spirit.
Watching feeling reacting.

Chapter Two
Life
The Feathered Creature.

Egg in the nest
Of a feathered mother
Winged with scales, claws, and teeth.

The Embryonic yolk
Knew the One and the Other
And realized more than eyes see.

Staring into the darkness
beyond day’s light
directly outside the egg.

Looking into nothingness
it felt a connection
With Vastness Beyond its limits.
Transcending its own existence.

When it hatched
it stretched its neck
as other young hatchlings
opening wide and screaming.

Screaming a scream
Of higher consciousness.
The action outside the same
But inside was different.

One with itself
Then one with the woods.
Playing with States of being.

It mated, produced
And those offspring produced.
It lived life as other lives lived.

Standing still in a stream
Waiting for prey
To flow by
swimming through water.

He gazed at stream’s surface
Of shimmering light
Losing the feeling of hunger.

Watching patterns and feeling
The flow on clawed feet
It pondered nature and sight.

Did light travel with water?
How did water reflect?
Was the mind traveling
With Time the same way?

A Golden Fish suddenly
caught it in its mouth.
But found it could not be devoured

He bit sinking down
his teeth blood flowing forth
out in the form of light.

The bird released the fish
which hung in the air.
The firy fish blood
Burning Bird’s mouth.

The bird’s eyes became wild
Fish flames joining bird’s blood.
Snapping, the bird
Caught the fish once more.


The fish then spoke
Beyond sound or light.
Knowledge simply coming to be.

Now it released the fish
Standing still there
It felt Wholeness
Part of the light.

It saw through without eyes,
Flora, predator, and prey,
Rivers, streams, valleys,
Clouds and mountains.

It flowed with and caused flow
Feeling sun, moon, and stars,
undisturbed in a jungle of violence.

Supernatural Power

Night day, night and day
Standing still in the stream,
It raced within at great speeds.

Then feeling its surroundings
To be turning revolving
At massive speeds and orbits.

It felt the presence predator
Seeking him out.
Bird allowed beast to meet prey.

The great beast of great size
came crashing through water.
Roaring with jaws open wide.

The Bird’s wings spread forth
A strange light unseen,
Shaking organs and bones
in a freeze.


Coming to, it stood up again to see the pulsating of the light and the spirit of the ancient bird grow and fly up as if as high as the sun, though it was nowhere near it in fact. With this the beast ran for it’s life and all the other animals surrounding scoured away only creeping back after sometime, giving respect to the ancient bird and not disturbing it. By this time the feathered creature had drawn its spirit back into itself and it began to stare into its own consciousness. Then it stillness it began to see without eyes.
He began to see the aura’s and spirits in all that was around him and see others floating around preying on each other, ancient animals that no longer existed. It stared further and felt the spirit of the Sun for what it was and that it stood on an Earth with its own spirit and it felt all these things as the earth turned and his side faced no more to the Sun and night came revealing the other stars in the sky.
He stared out into space an and looked at the moon sensing her persence. The moon sent out of her a smaller spirit with her consciousness in the form of a crane. A crane not of that time, a crane not of our time, but out of the consciousness, and the dream of the spirit of the moon. She crossed that space in an isntance alight just above the surface of the waters, appearing beautiful to the ancient bird. She spoke to him and coaxed him and they circled each other in a dance, different from the mating dance of the ancient bird’s species. She drew near and touched his spirit and he left his earthly body to fly back ith her up to the moon where their spirits entwined and she introduced him to the world of the spirits, which he had always been a part of, just as everything is, but a had not yet become Aware.
And so the ancient crane joined the moon becoming as one spirit. And from the moon he saw through her the many things that the moon had seen of earth and learned of how the moon came to be, feeling her torn from the earth from a great impact. Feeling what it had been to have come from earth he wished to return to earth as the moon had wished to as well, which was why she had sought him out when she felt that he knew her presence. And so he flew back down still in her gaze and flying over earth looking back at her now and again, he found his body still as he hid it deep within the earth. He looked back toward the moon again and feeling each others presence in a sigh he flew off into the night to seek out an understanding of life as it existed on earth.

Earth
Earth
Our crane observed the world, from afar and up close mingling with other animals and flying among the. He saw how they hunted each other, mated and and courted, fought and killed. He saw the the plants and how they grew withered and died. and returned to the soil. He saw the insects and their larvae and bacteria devouring carcasses and disease spread by way of bacteria and virus. He travelled beneath the oceans and to its depths.
He saw the great creatures of the sea and saw there ways as he had seen the ways of creatures and plants and other living and non-living things big and small on land. He also noticed the spirits of dead animals wandering around and once in the ocean he noticed the fish which had had tasted the blood of which attracted the Moon Goddess. The fish saw him as well and at once transformed into a powerful dragon and came and him as if to bite him. The Crane had learned a few things from the moon goddess and was able to exchange more than a few blows with the Dragon with neither of them being injured. The Dragon stepped back and nodded in admiration and indicated the crane to follow him. They travelled far under water where the Dragon had set up a tribe of creatures like himself and where constructing a village in the spirit world. It was hear that the Crane was more fully enlightened to the Spirit
World existing within, behind, in front of the Physical world. He stayed with the Dragon and learned how to speak with other spirits on an intellectual level, for he had known the Moon through instinct and emotion.
"See all these creatures. Many of them have lived many lives already. In fact, you have probably lived many lives already. They do not look like anyone creature and take the shape of different creatures they have been or perhas mingled with. I myself have taken on many aspects and appearances. You have learned a thing or two from the Moon but there is much esle to learn as well. I am beginning to build a kingdom here, as are many other spirits of different regions we are moving beyond the the mayhem and lawlessness of the physical world. See, we build like ants, and interact, like schools of fish, and have social behaviors like herds on land."
The Crane observed this. He also observed that the Dragon king was moving on other Spirit Villages, conquering them and sometimes obliterating these spirits. The Dragon king saw his reaction and spoke of means justifying an end.
"Let me show you the other kingdoms of the spirit world."
And so the Dragon and the crane travelled below the earth under the rock into rivers of fire so hot. they were in fact molten lava. Here lived many spirits too who sank below the earth for some reason and they preyed on each other as on the surface. Some could come and go as they pleased, and others were stuck. Stronger creatures took advantage of the weak and kingdoms were being established here too. Then were there were other areas that still empty. Travelling through here, Crane began to feel the presence of the earth more clearly. But the earth would not come to him quite as easily as the moon had. The Dragon then asked the crane if he would like to return with him. The crane thanked him but said he would like to return to his old stomping grounds and they parted ways.
Crane returned to the body he had buried in the earth and found that it had become as stone. He sat by it for a long time before flying off again into the mountains. At night he would me sit beneath the moon feeling her presence in the day he felt the sun, and always he tried to feel the earth. And then slowly the earth began to open her arms to him too, and he was able to take a body from the earth and release it back to her at will.
He travelled throught earth feeling her, going deep within her depths and all along her surface. He learned from her and connected with her as he had done the moon. Soon he learned that though many spirits of the living things on earth were able to travel within her seas, few would or could travel away from her grasp as he had This made him wonder more and more about the Dragon Kings blood and about the moon. One night he flew up to her again and found and tarvvelled with her around looking at the sun and he saw too that there were indeed some spirits surrounding earthe that had been spirits that had lived on earth at one time and they set up small communities practicing to become powerful enough to travel to the sun and even to stars much farther away. Some of these were dragons and other creatures flying through space and connecting more clearly with Vastness in its greater expanse than the crane had able to do. And so the crane returned to earth, and sat in meditation and looked out into the night sky to recconect and feel Vastness, the beginning, to the present and to attain the consciousness of the One Mind.
Meteor
Crane began to observe the skies more carfeully and the Mountains and the rivers. He noticed over long periods of time the patterns of cause and effect. Positioning of mountains would effect weather. Certain places had more earthquakes. He studied all these things taking note in his cave. He also noticed the posistioning of the moon affacted the ocean and observed eclipses. He knew what the stars were physically and observed tat their positioning from long ago effected what would happen later, way after their light had left them. He saw that a great meteor would come to earth and destroy much of the life on it. But he did nothing, as there was nothing to do, nor did it really change anything in the long run. He focused in his cave on attaining the consciousness of vastness.
When the meteor came it was more terrible than the disasters he had seen before and the influx of the dead spirits caused an imbalance. Spiritual kingdoms became jungles of lawlessness again. Those spirits in the skies saw this and established a more structured system, finding a leader and preventing spirits, powerful spirits that thereatened them and behaved not to their liking from coming into their small space in heaven. Though there was pleanty of space, much of the outer areas had been unexplored and so these spirits began practicing to make themselves more powerful that they could cross further and further distances.
Crane was horrified by what hadppened on Earth to the point that it was difficult for him to concentrate and he was unable to remain undisturbed by many of the spirits. He flew away to the Moon where he stayed in meditation, expanding his spirit into the Vastness becoming One with the Universe.
At times he would feel that he had achieved it, in a fleeting moment. He had gained full comprehension and understood completely and then he wouldn’t. He flew out away from the moon. Flying as he was sitting their and his mind expanded greatly and contracted becoming nothing. How could his mind find itself when it was simply a mnifestation of the Original Mind.
He relaxed and gave up on any ambition to do this, and simply flew for fun. Because he had given up, at times it did seem he was in touch with the whole, but he realized whether he seemed or did not seem, it didn’t make a difference, he was both himself and also the One just as everything else was.
He flew through space in a haze, in a dream at an undetermined speed. He began to travel in and outside of time, in an outside of space, of reality, of spirituality blending and separating. He found himself walking, first as a bird, then as a man, a human, a homosapien, though this creature did not yet exist. And yet he found himslef walking in this way slowly, walking through space and yet flashing by were many galaxies and other bodies and then flashes of Universes exploding into relaity and subsiding and then ending in the blink of an eye. And then he breathed in was sitting there on the Moon and for the first time ever she seemed to be nothing more than a cold rock in space.

On the beach.
The Ancient Bird’s spirit and consciousness Fluctuated a long time as a hazy spirit. He exised less as an individual or he. It permeated the moon the earth and looked towards the sun. Eventually it held this and in it consciousness and saw the universe from the sun’s perspective and settled there in meditation. Suddenly he seemed as an individual again, but on the other side of our galaxy walking along as an old man, through the stars. He looked down and beneath him formed a pathin the dark woods and there were trees and the stars were above and the path moved out onto a beach.
The Bird awoke from his dream and flew down to earth. It had changed a great deal, the continents had shifted. Even the positioning of stars from this perspective had changed. He desired to walk along the beach in the moonlight as he had in his dream as an man. He did so anyway in quiet contemplation. He folded his hands together and walked in meditation and then spread his arms like a bird, but staying in the form of a man he moved as he felt the universe move walking along the beach.
He came across a wild cat and a large serpent fighting Then suddenly it seemed as if they were mating. But it couldn’t be, that didn’t make sense. But it was certainly what appeared with his human eyes, to be happening. After all, stranger things existed in the world. He stayed watching in is human consciousness, feeling the universe from this frail and weak position of man and observing these creatures like this also. He went further along the beach and saw more snakes and wild cats fighting, mating interacting and found this very strange indeed. He walked further up to a cave where he sought shelter and sat in meditation for the reamineder of the night. In this meditation he rested and it was even more refreshing than sleep. After all, the Bird was only in the form of a creature that walked on earth as a man, but his true consciousness permeated even the sun.
In the morning right outside his cave lay two cubs. Strange looking cubs. They seemed to be without mother. They looked like wild cats,a dn like snakes at once. They also looked like the sun and the moon, holding them in their eyes and tiny bony stubs protruded from their heads. The ancient Bird took them as his own and rasied them teaching them many things. They began to understand w=each other in a language of their own. They would hunt and bring food for them. The Man Bird created a little hut and invented farming and writing and many other things, observing the stars again as he had in the form of the ancient bird many millions of years ago and they lived like this in harmony.
Later it became apparent as the cubs little stubs grew into single horns on their heads, that they could fly through spiritual power and see the spirits just as the Ancient One could. They would fly through mountains and skies and the earth and observe many things and return to Ancient Crane and tell him what they had seen. Much had changed since the Crane had done this. In the area surrounding earth the Spirits had set up strong governemental Kingdoms of spirits, beneath the earth were also kingdoms. The Ancient crane had no desire to take part in any of that whatsoever and simply heard what the his cubs daid and made them promise not to let anyone know of their cave or who they were and to take care not to draw attention to themselves. The crane then changed form back into a bird and then into the form of many birds and these many birds of different forms became single feathers in a coat which covered his form as a man, which covered hism form as a crane, and he was hidden and confused those that saw him. The two cubs also changes their forms, now looking like tigers and lions, now dragons, now unicorns and now a flock and herd of many animals and thes became their coats which they too used to cover their forms as men which covered their true forms. They found two distinct forms form each other and setlled down by the cave’s entrance.

Civilization
A group of primates began being able to control fire and hunt animals with comlpex tools and wore clothes. They looked something like what the ancient crane had envisioned. Something like the form that he had now taken under his feathers. Pretty soon some were herding animals. They domesticated animals animals and plants and they built structures. Many of the spirits of heaven and hell went into these creatures to live lives to carry out wishes and bring about kingdoms and governments on earth. The Ancient crane observed this but wanted not much to do with it. Soon systems of reincarnation and “After-Life” were established.
These humans built statues and made offerings to their ancestors and too gods, spirits, some of which influenced them, some of wom they had created, but by creating them, they came to exist in the spiritual world. The humans also observed the stars and began inventing things which impressed the ancient crane.
Nian.
The two cats that slept at the door way gained control of their bodies in a way that they were both physical and spiritual creatures at once, but at the same times were outside the realm of both. They too meditated, but they became more at one with the concept of time. One focused on how moment by moment, the entire universe would dissappear and be gone forever. The other focused on the fact that moment by moment a new universe would appear, over and over, connected with the one before and the one after it.
One was creation , one was destruction.
Every year, the destruction cat would go in various ways and wreak havoc on the world, to test its reaction. It lifted things and creatures high into the air and dropped them, to watch them fall. It devoured crops and animals and humans. The world notice and was fearful of it.
Creation did not agree with this behavior but could not stop destruction. One day however as destruction destroyed things, creation went to the ancient crane and pleaded for him to go and stop destruction just this once.
The ancient crane saw that this particular one was getting out of hand and flew down with creation. As humans of a particular village watched on, a creature looking not like a lion a dragonm or a unicorn flew down with a divine like human creature and battled the monster that had been plaguing them. When defeated and awakened out of his frensy, destruction travelled back with creation and the ancient crane to the cave. They drank of water and enetered into deep meditation to contemplate and test within their own consciousness. Destruction would still visit the humans, but often in different forms and never again quite revealing himself as before, as did Creation and the ancient crane.

Lion Dancing

Meditation Chi Gung Kung Fu