Why do I have the spider theme? I have no idea. There was something going on in the blogs I follow though.
Today was a remarkable snow day which put the Portland Metro area weather into third place for the most accumulation of snow and ice ever in its own history. This is clearly not the stuff that Maine is made of, or Chicago, but it paralyzes us because it is so rare. We didn't have any last year. I spent my morning digging out so I could maybe go somewhere.
Actually, I thought that perhaps I could get to a Les Schwab and get chains so I could go to work. But they shut work down for the rest of the year or until we really thaw out. What was happening, the snow was coming down the whole time, so five hours of digging and I was complete, except there was an inch of fresh snow trailing behind me. By the end of the day it didn't really look like I had dug out. I had to take two naps to recover.
Acceptance
Yarn spinner, small one,
Spider master tale teller.
It is your nature.
I bow, I bow. This
Is my nature, to accept
You and your fine silk.
It is how we are, good friend.
Now it's time for golden tea.
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Look Past Me
Look past me, good friend.
Follow my sight line within.
Become transparent.
Walk through the misty curtain.
Feel the wake of your passage.
Then cherish your light
As if it were delicate,
A fragrant white rose.
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Indeed, I am convinced that the problem of world peace is individual and requires fundamental changes of inner state. I would call that inner state "consciousness" except that I truly think that feelings, willfulness, sense of power, and many other things that might not actually require consciousness in any normal sense are involved. One friend of mine said his theology is "we either ALL go to heaven or we don't". I really like that, sort of a country western way of expressing the Bodhisattva ideal.
Bodhisattva is a buddha who lives the vow that he or she will not leave the planet until all sentient creatures can go too. A great many Buddhists take that vow as part of their practice.
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