> jumping into life.

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I am sitting, in a half-hour window of free time, in a wide-open window streaming sunlight, with my feet sticking out into the city, my heart solid in a foundation of love, my spirit held by the strong arms of practice, after a Dharma talk in which the teacher began by reading us a children's story and finished by feeding us chocolate-chip cookies and mint tea. I am listening to good music and about to have a lunch which I don't have to cook, clean up or pay for. The next time I tell you I'm feeling depressed, please send me back here.

i havnt dropped in on your blog in a long time, but it seems like you are walking your path with awareness. I am happy to hear of it.
Wishing you bright blessings from WA

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