Unless it is a bad idea, in which case choose not to make it happen and open yourself to a better possibility.
Down by the river
I met a crane enjoying
An early dinner.
I just got an email telling us things I need to know about wearing a sari and related dress and grooming items. Today, I saw a demo on the bus:
Shoulders covered–check
Chest covered–check
Ankles covered–check
Hair pulled back and kept secure with bobbie pins–check
Gold necklance–check
Gold bangles–check
Handbag tucked into sari–there could be another bag under there, but this is DC, so it may not matter.
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
I spent most of the day working in the garden. As the darkness of the eclipse encroached, I thought what it would be like if I had not known in advance that it was coming.
Would I have known enough to heed the crows?
I sat with Ganesha, in the aspect of the one who can reveal to practitioners a skillful path amidst the obstacles that necessarily arise from the churning of space and time by the 12 Kalis and which are intrinsic to the fabric of the tandava generated by Siva Nataraja.
A few weeks ago, I began having symptoms of “trigger finger.” My reaction was to look up good exercises to counter it and then create a suitable exercise routine. I have done some of the exercises before, although it is the first time using them to address this particular condition of embodiment.
Of the suggested exercises, making a fist and then stretching the affected finger out by itself has been the most effective. This means that I am walking about the house sticking out the middle finger of my left hand.
While I am at it, I figured it couldn’t hurt if I imagined I was showing what I think of the patriarchy. Just saying.
