NAKED PHOTO!!
Naked trees. They should be ashamed of themselves.
I was feeling down until I tried explaining my feelings to J and related to him a tale from my Raja Yoga text. The traveling sage Narada came upon two fellows along the road. One was meditating such a long time that he was eventually covered by an anthill. The other was dancing like a fool. Narada told the ant hill guy that he would reach enlightenment in only four births. He told the dancing guy he would reach enlightenment in several hundred births. The ant hill guy was crushed, the dancing guy was thrilled. Woohoo! Only a few hundred more births! And a godly voice said, ShaSha! You are enlightened now! You are free.
The ant hill guy started to cry. I feel like him. I think he should stand up from his sand pile and murder the both of them. After all, they won’t really die. How much Karmic damage can it do? Then I started laughing. Buddhist humor is the best humor.
I inadvertently rubbed my butt on something, so I told Jimmy that’s how I claim everything in the house. I rub my hiney on it. By then he was close by and I said that included him, too, and I rubbed my butt on him.
We already work from home. The next step, I declared, is that we will work from bed. We can get tables that sit across the width of the bed, down the whole length. The computers will sit close to hand and a small refrigerator and stove just behind. We will slip right underneath and enjoy the warmth of the appliances.