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Dashboard Puja
I walked several blocks extra on my walk home because I felt the need to be outside after a long and busy day, and I encountered these little buddhas on the road.

Be Careful
what you wish for. Or at least enjoy it when you get it. I’ve been praying for rain. It was supposed to come yesterday afternoon, then last night. And it did not, and I worried about another storm passing to the northwest or southeast of us again. (We are, in fact, getting alot less rain from this storm than originally predicted).
Now, this morning, when it is time for me to walk the ten blocks to the metro to teach class at Willow Street, it is pouring. It has been so dry I am grateful for the rain. So I’ll have to dress right and enjoy the wetness for its nourishment and not whine about the cold, damp discomfort. Darn! Sometimes it is more fun to whine.
Yellow
The meadow ablaze with yellow flowers. Wild color the harbinger of changing seasons.

Sunset and a Question
I regularly–as a meditative contemplation (bhavana)–ask myself how does my life contribute to perpetuating systems of injustice and harm to our whole eco-system? Then I contemplate what to do about it.



