For a couple years I have been working on other people's projects. But today I revisited my Amma talk and it is a rich journal of my thoughts. If I hadn't blogged them I would have lost them. I am starting today to blog again and out into light the musings if my soul. If you want, interact with them. Steal them. Use them. Make fun of me. We need to be alive together.
I love where life has taken me. I am an idea person but not a collector of ideas. I burst into life with each good idea and I plant it in my garden of life into which I invite all my friends. Pick what you like. My garden is not landscaping. It is a lumpy overgrown garden of Eden.
The community I live in is a community of ideas. Some are great and beautiful and some are not. Some open life into joy and some are like control top panty hose. ( I realize you men have no experience to draw on to understand that analogy. Precisely my point. What self-aware person would do that to themselves?)
Last night I dreamed we were moving into a new house the houses I dream of now are big and unfinished and have rooms I can't even find. Houses in my dreams have always represented my life. I am in a time of transition. It is going to be a slow and deep change. Blogging the journey will help me understand and enter what is coming.
In May I cross into a new decade - sixty. I am getting on my camel and seeking a star. A good season.
would do that to them