The moon is slashing through the skylight. I can't sleep. The black tea didn't help. I bought my plane ticket for California. I'm going on retreat (again). This time for a month in silence. Silence, no talking, no phones, pagers, computers, books, etc etc. In the country. With the deer and some dharma teachers.
My 15 pound cat is sitting on my altar. He looks like Shiva. All he needs is a crown. The city glitters and the radio towers are winking their red eyes.
Tonight I watched the first part of Angels in America. I miss James, Jim, Richard, Alison and Tommy. Good night, my darlings.