i don’t usually watch romantic comedies. kind of my way of avoiding unnecessary suffering.

i’m not really sure if these are any ‘good’ or not, but to make them makes me feel good… so i do.

i do not look for these, but when they present themselves, i take them. this, the first one to do so in almost ten years, lends interesting results. mostly because it seems to indicate a rather profound shift in effect. not that i couldn’t have said as much. (chuckle)

this is something that has been on my mind a lot lately.

“The cave you fear to enter holds the treasure you seek.” – Joseph Campbell no time to post the dream, and didn’t record it, so it will be lost but for this snippet…

talking with my teachers tonight… whispers to the air, now pressed into the wax paper of memory…

it’s weird. the more i try to get into the Buddhist community, the more it seems i wind up back in my cocoon.

found a few items that reminded me of my great-grandmother’s garden. she had several, really… the one where she grew flowers, the one where she grew vegetables, and the one where someone used to paint. this, spun from those memories.

this totally didn’t go where i thought it would, but that’s ok. the wood grain result is a nice surprise. the source pictures were photographic and completely anything other than wood. interestingly, three elements of the seven used were of a specific thematic that now, will remain a mystery to all but me.

well. impossible logistics to get to practice and teachings the next city over… and most teachings scheduled are set at times when working folk like myself are slaving over a hot desk. unfortunately, it seems i will miss most of the upcoming teachings. and almost all of the mentored practice. i have found a smaller sangha closer to home, but they will be radio silent until mid-january. hopefully at that time, i’ll be able to share practice. so.. back to the daily routines here, med/practice morning, mid-day, and evening….  study for the hour thereafter, as it seems my mind is […]