Yes. I will carry these words in my pocket today. 🙇‍♀️

…see where they take me. Then, during yesterday’s acupuncture deep rest, I heard the word “glean.” These two words, and all that arises with them, make lovely partners for right now. Our lives are overflowing with offerings.

This reminds me of Roshi Joan Halifax’s living work at Upaya Zen Center.

What a game he’s playing, using people’s lives to boost his ego.

I feel incredibly sad when I realize what “people” like Stephen Miller are capable of. But threatening people’s lives is not beneath him.

This arises in my thoughts, too. Deep in my gut, I just know that workers (and many others) are receiving threats beyond losing jobs and livelihood. It’s incredibly scary and sad, but I do believe that workers, agents, and many others fear for their safety, the safety of their families.

His words and stories transformed my day. Thank you, Upaya, and Fr. Greg.

Our front lawn.

5 lost lives, and thousands displaced from their homes. The local community- individuals, small businesses, big businesses, restaurants / are really stepping up. My neighborhood was hit hard…many trees destroyed, and roofs now in need of repair. And my car was totaled- with many other cars.

And how we keep searching for ways to get back up.

Yes, Johnny. Every damn, glorious morning, I pause with my first breath. I pause when my foot first touches the floor. Quieting my mind is a practice that challenges me every day. Our recent tornado was an all too real visual and emotional reminder of how quickly life plans can fall apart.

I think hell is too good for them. I sometimes make a mental list of the next bodies in which they’ll be born- and none of them are pleasant.

I’m so glad he’s returning this year.

And indeed, he was a good dog.