Metaphorically, I have this poem by Japanese zen poet Ryokan tattooed in my heart to remind me that thinking you are in control of where the maple leaf lands is counterproductive and pointless:
Maple leaf Falling down Showing front Showing back
What connection can there have been between many people in the innumerable histories of this world, who, from opposite sides of great gulfs, have, nevertheless, been very curiously brought together! Charles Dickens (in Bleak House )
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