°2007.04.30.mo | Zen hole
My favorite pants are a pair of Old Navy olive-green khakis. The soft cotton and boot cut make for a loose and comfortable fit, perfect for meditation. (Sitting on a zafu in tight and stiff denim does not make for serenity.) Unfortunately, I developed a small hole in the crotch, where the tension is greatest when sitting crosslegged. After reading summer catalogs with descriptions of activewear, Nora tells me I need pants with a gusseted crotch. I suppose this is why monks wear robes.
As I do with all pants that served me well through the winters, my khakis will be reincarnated as "punk pants." Much to my mother's horror, I will cut off the legs just below the knees and use the extra fabric to patch the crotch, providing a few more years of sitting with ease.
°2007.04.16.mo | Nature
Watching predator and prey on the wonderful show Planet Earth can be particularly difficult when both are cute, such as the sea lion and penguin.
°2007.04.09.mo | Early Spring
Despite the
snow this Easter Sunday, my body knows it is spring. I begin to wake up
early, between six and seven. I don't believe it is too bright, and it's
certainly not too hot, as it is often in a summer without air
conditioning.
For weeks I struggle with the change, lying in bed awake but tired, my mind turning to all the things I must do in the next few days. I hate this and eventually decide it is better to get out of bed and put such concerns to paper than to contaminate my sandman sanctum with worries and plans. Besides, the birds are singing and I can hear the news helicopters hovering over the BQE reporting on rush hour. So I recite my morning gatha, give Nora a kiss, and make for the bathroom. Perhaps I will be able to take a nap later in the day.
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