A trip into Portland yesterday to get the lay of the land. Rivers and rivers with the requisite steel spans across them. Cold and gray with raindrops making short appearances. We had lunch at a funky diner that's housed in a old school bus. Delicious grilled cheese sandwiches with exotic combinations served with heavenly tomato soup. Served up by young folks adorned with copious tats and piercings -- and happy smiles.
My grand niece is as adorable as promised, and a good natured sport. at one year of age she has the family wrapped around her finger, as it should be.
My asthma is acting up again, keeping me from the actual birthday party and making me feel old and infirm. Spent last night coughing, my fav pastime doncha know.
Oh rainy Portland, we must meet again under happier circumstances.
Shunryu Suzuki: Study Yourself
The purpose of studying Buddhism is not to study Buddhism. It is to study ourselves.
