Back and forth to meditation retreats. Last one in Joshua Tree, California. The cacti are prehistoric. Their bones litter the sand. Bunnies, lots of bunnies. Coyotes at night, yipping, barking from peak to peak. There was a swimming pool. Dry heat, everything dries out, sinuses, skin, feet.
Going back in January.
My daughter was with me. Eden. It was lovely to be with her. She did it. She got quiet. She wants to cook at a retreat in the future. :-).
Headed for a retreat on Vashon Island, a very different environment, wet, cold, dark. Dorm rooms. Oh did I say. The Joshua Retreat Center was designed by Frank Lloyd Wright.
Cool.
Reading dharma books. Eating the tough winter veggies that are still standing outside. Kale, chard, an occasional onion.
The heat is on. Appreciating warm socks, a big coat, a scarf from Goodwill, the night sky.
3 comments:
It comforts me, knowing that you are taking care of things in your way on the other side of this country. Peace, sweet Beth. And love.
Good to hear from you and know that you are doing well on your journey. You have contributed to my ability to enter the last phase of my life with curiosity and gratitude and willingness to be of service. As of a few weeks ago, I'm no longer working and am using my creativity to live within the means of my Social Security check. It's doable. I have several friends who are doing the same thing by living simply. This morning at 4 a.m., I could see the Big Dipper in the sky to the north. So many simple gifts each day. I've been to Joshua Tree. Such beauty. And then there's the beauty of our Pacific Northwest. Such beauty.
you give me ideas for my future...or maybe my now.
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