Tired But Still Smoldering
This blog has been silent for a couple of weeks, as its author has gotten busy with various projects: appearing in one play at Company of Angels, rehearsing another play, and working on a small writing project with an old friend.
We keep on getting up in the morning at Dharma Zen Center. The front garden has benefited from the addition of a fountain and a small pond (replete with mosquito-eating fish). What really need to do is build a tiger trap and snare some more residents. With our luck, all we would catch are the neighborhood stray cats. One of the local feline rapists has been war-whooping in the dead of night
This week we are enjoying a visit from another old friend, Ji Hyang Sunim, an American Buddhist nun who has preserved a charming whiff of her native New Jersey accent, but would not appreciate me pointing it out.
Stay tuned, friends. The fire burns on.
August 18th, 2005 at 8:31 pm
Thanks for letting us know you haven’t bailed on us, A. Hm. It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything either. Maybe I’ll try banging my head against the wall.
August 24th, 2005 at 8:33 pm
You, dear sir, have guessed correctly. Does not appreciate having it pointed out.
I forgive you– hadn’t seen that Wellesley page update until just now either…
Yours in the changing, changing Dharma,
Ji Hyang
August 27th, 2005 at 6:42 pm
That’s the first picture I’ve seen on this site that actually looks like you.
August 30th, 2005 at 10:01 pm
Ah, friendship and community and family. The way those close to you see and point out things that are not necessarily how you want to be defined. JiHyang Sunim doesn’t enjoy how much *I* enjoy the guff of New Jersey in her diphthongs; and I get my turn to chafe when Rebecca points out that the photo where I look tired and skinny and goony is the only one that actually looks like me. Ah, dukkha.