I certainly did not expect this to greet me on my return from far away places.
I’m quite speechless.
Now, I’m fascinated. Do I smell a cultural reversal? Not that I’m complaining, mind you. Other than a lack of …ahem…. “life-seasoned” bloggers, that’s a nice collection of … er… intelligent young men. My daughter might have been proud to partake in the poll if she wasn’t busy riding wild ponies in New Zealand.
And there are interesting statistics unfolding. Within minutes of John’s Hottest Male post, the views soared to 302 with 11 comments. The Women Buddhist Bloggers? Interestingly, 73 views and 2 comments (as at 1343 today). So, it would seem that even when we (playfully) objectify the men (karmic payback?) and extoll the intellect of the women, something doesn’t fire up the engines. Sadly, I wonder what the numbers would have been if John had done a “Vote for The Buddhist Hottie Blogger of 2009” and linked it to Bitterroot Badgers’ self-portrait. I’m willing to bet without mention of gender, the clicks would have melted laptops everywhere and expectations would have been trashed (Sorry, BBBB! It’s an instrumental exploitation of your cute mug!)
Well, I’m glad The Dalai Grandma lead our pack. We need some sane, steady Wise Women at the helm. I’m proud to be supported by and surrounded by the women in my life who have the strong back and soft front of practice.
In all seriousness (as much as I can muster): Thank you, John, for your consistent support of everyone without discrimination or preference. Zen Dust, Zen Dirt is an important vehicle for householder practitioners. You do a great job being in service – and isn’t being in service the true intent of practice.
I leave you all, on this snowy day, with a piece of poem Hawthorn by David Whyte:
Our pilgrim journey
apart or together,
to find its true form,
the grain of the wood
around the hatched knot
toward the light.
Thank you practicing,