My Zen Roshii was dying. He had Bowel cancer, and I asked to see him for the final time, down in San Diego County. It was 2004 and I was going through a long, pissing-contest divorce. I was down, depressed and sad about the meeting with him.
He was propped up in a small bed at his center and we greeted. He asked me, "What is bother ing you?" I said it was the divorce and the fact that I wanted it over with but it had already gone on for two years. "I am so damned impatient!"
He stared me in the eye, grasped my arm and pulled me closer.
"Always be impatient! Patience stifles!"
I went home wondering if the shock of hearing that was truly my 'moment,' my flash of insight.
He died in three more days.
Nice post! I spent most of the day painting and watched two overseas soccer matches. I did catch the second half of the Supper Bowl (LOL) but my cats slept through the whole thing. Then I readied up and took out the trash. A normal Sunday, it was. Boring at best.
Never give out ANY information over the telephone or internet. I was recently phished. The caller got my cell number (!!!) - which is blocked! She said she was from the Social Security Administration and was checking on a "...duplicate request from a person or persons who had given my S.S. number." Then she asked me to give my S.S. number and date of birth - OVER THE PHONE! I hung up.
I have to take down the 62 photographs that opened at last night's reception on Saturday, March 3rd after 4 p.m. Then I have to install my exhibition... which opens the next afternoon. I will be a busy one that weekend.
I have the munchies covered, believe me. LOL
Sleeper Bowl Sunday. (Yawns...) Time to paint. May watch the commercials, though.
Wonderful, even with the sadness in the story.
La Fenice has been refurbished and is open again. I've been to venice in all four seasons of the year. Never during measurable snow but once when there were flurries. Twice during the occasional flooding. The last time I was there we had to walk across St. Mark's Square (Piazza) on raised boards, timbers and picnic-type tables. The water was about a foot deep for part of a day and again that night. With glacial melt, Venice appears doomed, but there is a plan to control water levels with huge operable dams across the gaps in the Lido islands that separates Venice Lagoon from the Adriatic Sea.
He licked the frosting, he did.
...seven...
...while the real business of Congress awaits attention.
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