It’s the eve of the next year, 2011. For some reason, as the years click over further and further into the 2000’s, I feel a vague uneasiness about the numbers. They seem surreal, sci-fi, outside the realm of understanding. Maybe it’s just scaring me to think we’re into the double digits of the 21st century. Maybe it’s a marker of all the things I haven’t started, completed, got unstuck with. And yet, and yet…
So much has happened in the last year that it’s hard for me to hold onto my usual Eeyore-ishness. As an aside, it’s always bothered me in an “Oh Bother” sort of Way that Benjamin Hoff never did complete his series – Tao of Pooh, Te of Piglet – with the Ching of Eeyore. I mean, disgruntlement with the publishing industry is one thing; abrogating on an Explore of Great Magnitude of the Classic Nature of Eeyore is sad, just Sad.
Now, where were We? Ah yes, just before you decided to go for some cookies and tea. Now that you’re back, let’s look at this issue of the year that was and what will be.
My dharma sister Maia Deurr has published a Plan on her Excellent Blog on all things Liberating in Life. Do visit her and take her some of those Tasty Cookies you made just for this Occasion of Great Import. She suggests we answer four questions about our life in the last year and one about the coming year. I haven’t done it exactly the Way she suggests because being an Eeyore-ish type, I suffer from the Germ of Trepidatiousness for which there is no Vaccine.
Instead I thought (again, that problem I have about Thinking) I would just share some things that made me feel Warm and Cozy on those nights when the winds Howled in their Howlish ways and the coyotes sang so my Goosebumps had a chance to Come Out and Play.
Zendo at home where we now will meet in community
Riding the Ox Home.
Thank you, Tricycle!
And finally… SomeThing an Eeyore could never Eemagination in Her 108 Ears… a gift from Alex the Kid… a compilation of various art from this blog… Apparently my toes are like a “Find Waldo” game throughout the book. The Humanity of Fame for a poor Donkey is more that One can Bear.
May We all Aspire find our Toes in 2011!
Thank you, all my dear bodhisattvas and buddhas, for holding this space and joining with me in the transformation of suffering.
May we all share in the immense joy that true nature brings.