I am woefully behind on these. Work, college, and a bout of social activity has distracted me. I have not, however, forgotten. How could I, when it seems every moment lately is reinforcing it all in ways that I cannot figure out how to fit into words? I am becoming more and more comfortable with the “suchness” of it all; finding more than a little delight in doing so, and finding life’s path becomes remarkably smooth for the choice to stick to “what is”. Granted, there are moments of decidedly oily, sticky things, but they are dwindling.
In other, only semi-related news, I stumbled across the FM Buddha Machine and picked one up. Even as I type, I’m enjoying the dulcet tones and mixes. Amazing this all comes in such a little box. My only complaint is the hissing (likely unavoidable). I choose to render it purposeful rather than an imperfection, which does wonders for the overall experience. I suppose it is true after all – perspective is all we have and shaping it with delight can turn just about anything into enjoyment. (grin)
Happy days, folks. I hope yours are as well.