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You don't? It has to be Sunday on some planet.

Look! Up in the air! Is it a bird!? Is it a plane!? No, it's April. Oh. No clue who then.

Give Jesus a rest.

And he feels it more! :D Oh, that's God up dar.

Since when does God need to compete? Since when is God a dualist? Since when isn't God omnipresent? Since when do others answer for God?

Settle into nothingness, as a cloud does to the sky, or the earth does to the moon above as a wink does the eye.

There's a Buddhist! Staring at a tree. One for all. All for free! But we want to put conditions on things, like power over play, peace over war, night over day.

Wow, I got the night off! No see ICU! Woo Hoo! But last night took care of major emotional pain, and felt led in directing that person through the breath, through the simple fact that we could be together... as if family. I, in this instance the caregiver, her the care receiver. So much to be...

It is the nature of man against itself.

Wait a minute, I feel one comin'. Ahhh... gas art.

Boot-isms! Ism its?

Just look down. That ain't Buddhism! Them are kids!

Love the art, art is love. And as love, it changes me, as all things, into all things. As an end, art is not valued for what it can get, but what it gives. And then again, a giving nature has nothing to do with any return, except for praise. And as a stepping stone the praise for art cycles...

The road is a mess, the dogs would be like, like... oh well, I'll just get 'em in the tub. I must, I will, I can walk, if the dogs want. Had to keep it in the tread. Um, gallery stuff - paintings, drawings (that is a drawn avatar) miniature over 2000 to put out there, carved figures, wall...

We reject the nature of enlightenment, because it requires going through the hard emotions. Television detaches us further from our true nature which is at one, established first in the body. The body contains past lives in all contributions to each and every experience, in seeing that, not as a...

My tummy is yelling for food, all angry like.

We own a gallery, which have to walk to, with the chair, on a wagon. Trying to do all the woodwork by hand, bought an old two man saw for when the "good old days" return. But right now it's just mallet and chisel, one man work, in the "good young days". It stopped snowing. I guess I need to...

I'll think about it. I meant, feel about it. Oops, a, well yeah. I just got angry, and let it go, or her go. I need that second cup of coffee!

Cold and gray outside this morning. Snow coming down. So much for April showers, or flowers. I'll be starting my greenhouse plans today, a solar/cold storage/greenhouse, within walking distance. I'll do the shorter walk today, depending on the dogs. But there is this one cedar wood stump I had...

My first anger this morning, or I should write "the" first angry thought this morning, after waking up was in being told to do something by my wife. I was going to do something my way, I meant "the" way, but let it go to disengage conflict. Plus, I hadn't had my coffee yet. She must be Jesus, I...