Friday, May 01, 2009

I flew off, or rather clacked off to Portland yesterday to sit with Sandy, who is dying. Her beautiful bald head. Her beautiful hands on either side of her face. Barely breathing. Her elderly mother watching her daughter die. 

May all beings be loved. May all beings be at peace. Sandy, sweetheart, goodbye.

Atta dipa
Viharatha
Atta sharana
Ananna dharana
Dhamma dipa
Dhamma sharana
Ananna sharana

Dwell
With yourself as light
With yourself as refuge
With no other refuge
With the dharma as light
With the dharma as refuge
With no other refuge

3 comments:

Radish King said...

Bringing her in tonight, yes. I'm glad you saw her.
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beth coyote said...

X B

Apple said...

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