This blog is mainly about nonsense written late at night. I've been meditating for about twenty five years, and it's supposed to concern itself with that, but it waffles all over the place!!
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Wednesday, 12 September 2012
Chestnut tree
Wednesday 11.46 p.m.
Sitting in front of the chestnut tree, the canopy of boughs and branches and leaves stretch down to the ground in front you, rising and sighing in the breeze.
The computery thing started telling me about washing dishes then. They're doing it again!! Load after load of clean dishes. A cleaner dishwasher means cleaner dishes. How come the computery thing has started talking to me about dishes and dishwashers then?
I booked up today for the three month gig on the Holy Isle. You could book for an Individual Retreat and I did that since it seemed simpler. The wonderful afterglow from the Samye Ling is fading now. Too many folk to see. Roll on January!
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Listening to a tree sing in the wind is a lovely thing.
Computers are tools used to sell things that allow us to communicate in between adverts.
Your computer does that to you because you are prob using IE. You can control what the computer brings you.
I suppose missing the winter by being at Holy Isle is a good plan. I hope you enjoy it.
Marie! I haven't done anything to the computer! Intrusive blight on the consumer as usual!! Hotboy
Is an individual retreat like solitary confinement?
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