Pāhonoa te oro

Slowly, Marco began to understand. The peace he had been searching for wasn’t somewhere far away. It had always been within him—hidden beneath all his thoughts. He bowed his head. “Now I understand,” he said softly. “If I stay in the present, my mind becomes calm. That’s where peace lives.” The o…

Slowly, Marco began to understand. The peace he had been searching for wasn’t somewhere far away. It had always been within him—hidden beneath all his thoughts. He bowed his head. “Now I understand,” he said softly. “If I stay in the present, my mind becomes calm. That’s where peace lives.” The old man smiled.