Share 'My Zen Moment...'

      One spring afternoon in May, I was walking back to my dorm room feeling uncharacteristically calm. I decided to sit on a grassy hill riddled with dandelions. I closed my eyes and took pleasure in the sensation of the late afternoon sun warming my eyelids. I instantly felt relaxed and  tuned into the outdoorsy sounds that are usually muted by the  overactive mind. I heard, with unusual crisp…