Tuesday, July 28, 2009
I love this song by Floyd Cramer. Sure it came out two years after I did, I think I heard it played a thousand times. And I still feel a little wistful after listening to it.
Peak flow: 325
Dinner baked pork chops (lean)
Broccoli/carrot/cauliflower medley, steamed.
I'm working on my posture. After catching a glimpse of myself in the great windows just before going into the courthouse, I realize I slump, and badly too. I looked like a jawa.
And at barely five foot one (okay okay I'm officially five foot and 1/2 don't begrudge me) I need all the height I can get.
And I hate looking like a jawa.
And the last thing tonight is a brief glimpse of insight (very brief) I recived this evening. Again, make of it what you will. I have no control over these things.
Does not exist yet/
mind is without gender
mind is the gateway to Dharma
but if closed
is the pathway through the bardo.
I know I dont understand it either.
Ask Chenrezig. He sends me these things.
Sometimes he even makes me do edits.