Hello Reader, In this morning’s story from The Zen Monkey and the Lotus Flower, we meet a lotus sitting quietly on a still lake. Every day, she tries to push through the fog so someone might notice her bloom. She just wants to be seen. Admired. Validated. But the fog never lifts. Eventually, the mist speaks: “You do not bloom to be seen. You bloom because that is what a lotus does.” The stories in this book are short, one per day. But they pack a heavy punch. Because the truth is, I still...