Dangerous Compassions


This morning, I woke up.  Praise God.  It was 6:48am.  I was amazed.  Usually I wake up every couple hours, but I had slept at least four hours straight.  I was delighted.

“I feel like a million bucks,” I told Ming.  It was rainy when we went out for the Saturday meeting.

Later I told my friend in England the same.  I wonder if they feel like a million pounds over there.

During the meeting, I told J, “England has a gland in it, and Germany has a germ in it,” apropos to not much.  Something about “mushroom” being a funny word.  Yeah, I guess it is a funny word.

I have alonetime till about 1:30pm.  I was reading about intuition.  I would like to use mine more.

Tis the season of Sacred Peace Walk meetings.  I have a lot to do. 

Yesterday we photocopied zines.  Also we’re making postcard reproductions of these pretty handpainted Japanese postcards to use as thank you notes for NDE.  Not too expensive.

By Laura-Marie

Good at listening to the noise until it makes sense.

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