
We escaped the torrential rains, but they are coming. You can smell them on the breeze. The flowers are ready. Clyde is itching like he had a fresh case of fleas. Grab a cuppa and snuggle into a rocker. It has been an interesting week. Let’s talk.
Very rarely are things as they first appear. This is not true because of deception, but it is true because of self-deception. It is not a knowing practice. We do it without ever knowing what we are seeing is not truth. How do we clear the vision?
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