Today it snowed only a few inches but much needed, I walked, to see Oriya, I had a warm hat and shall for her. The new year seems to arriving slowly here, The Dakini Tzog is on New Years Eve.
I am feeling bette and a little stronger, but coffee still does not taste the same. I look forward to my afternoon tea. I have walking poles, and love to walk in the snow, the deer lift there heads expectedly Duncan walks to the dense for his carrot. A murder of black crows are watching from the trees. And the mountains have disappeared behind a mist of snow. There are no cars in the road , it is still and quiet, om mani padme hum.
I made a wonderful soup and Paul shoveled the snow. Simplicity
Slowly , we are healing, from the striving the struggling, always rushing, the complexity of the Ego
The future will always be better syndrome, of the Ego.
I find myself just sitting, or standing watching praying meditating,
Having lost everything , I find that I do not want it all back
Just what I need, what is that? What do I need?
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