Blurry Saturday morning; there's even fog outside [to match the fog in my head]. Here we are, end of summer and wet grass not from rain [sure sign the new season is here]; put clothes back on the bodies. Look at yourself. Did you change this year? I was talking to Robert yesterday about how we can grow frommassive change within a compact timeframe.
This year, like 2000, feels ripe for a full blossoming. Thank you Father for trusting us with so much; stretching beyond our own arc; letting the soul expand to fill in the vast space that was always there. This is love.
Do you ever travel within your own city? Danny Woo community garden is a vacation destination. The Japanese aesthetic surrounds advanced gardening from complex people with simple touches. It looks busy from the street, until you start walking around in it. The architecture - mix of wood and organic life - blends elegantly. And yet the garden is bordered by an interstate on the east, the south edge of downtown on the north and west, and a business district on the south. You can't escape the noise, doesn't matter. Peace be with you.
Josefina passed us by on the way to heaven. She rests in deep peace now with Tony. What a great story. There are many elders, listen for their voices in the mid-day sun, right when it all gets confusing ["what do I do next?"]. We hear you.
There's a princess in the house; need to prepare the chariot. Con paz.
frank
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