The midday sun filters through msasa canopies as a summer storm gathers over Gweru. Bright temple bells pierce the humid air like shafts of light, while bamboo wind chimes tremble with each rising gust. A steady patter of rain on leaves weaves beneath the metallic shimmer, and a lone meditation bell marks each breath. The storm's energy never overwhelms; it simply deepens the stillness at the center of your practice.