I’m on a binge, knitting and listening to Lama Marut audios. He is just so funny, so humane, and so brutally straight-up no-bullshit Brooklyn buddhist. I am noticing how many good buddhist dharma teachers are in fact hilarious – timing and delivery and laser-sharp observations, like the best standup i’ve ever heard – and some …
Knitting mittens, making websites
Ravelling and unravelling, I screw it up, rip it back, start over again. The first one takes forever, the next one only half of forever. I badger my mentors, ask stupid questions, receive patient instruction and tips. Obi Nine guides me through yet another unfathomable server labyrinth and the wool lady gives me a special …
Lend it, spend it, give it away
Money needs to keep moving. Money is energy and like fat molecules moving through the bloodstream, it needs to be constantly flushed and recycled. If not used it clots and festers and ultimately shuts down the system. Keep it flowing. Lend it, spend it, give it away. Money karma comes around fast and just because …
Here I am
I am here, I am here, I am here. Committed. To the wind and the rain and the darkness, the stillness and the silence and the boredom and the fear. To learning. To rest. To service. To biking the hilly unpaved roads. To knitting mushroom-dyed wool and drinking hot chai by the woodstove. To writing. …
The Universe picks up the phone
I asked the Universe to send me a home. A quiet place to learn, and focus, and rest. And this is what that dang Universe has dumped on my plate: the sweetest little lakeside cottage, where I sit now typing by the woodstove. Spacious and bright, with a comfy bed at the top of the …