I just received photos of my granddaughter at a three different birthday parties and also three snaps of her "wedding" to her boyfriend. They are irresistably adorable, and she makes a mighty pretty bride. It's fun to see her dressed up and how grown up she looks. I'll see her in person in a couple of weeks, but what a treat for me, coming back from meditation. I had some good talks today with people at the temple, and actually gave my email to one woman, who lives a couple of hours away, but came to hear our teacher. We clicked, and had a great time talking. The man on the other side of me was wonderful, too, and we talked about length of meditation and other things, and I felt very comfortable wedged between them. Our teacher shared and epiphany he had yesterday, and it was sweet to hear his story. He had a yogi from Tibet with him as a guest, and he was wonderful. His posture was lovely, and when he stood later, he was tall and big, just completely striking.
My teacher ended with a joke. He probably laughed the most himself, but we were all delighted. There was a disaster, a flood, and ten people needed rescuing. Nine were men and one was a woman. The helicopter pilot got a rope to them, but it was beginning to fray. He yelled that one person needed to sacrifice himself so the others could be saved. A man responded his wife could be the sacrifice, as she was used to it anyway. The nine men were happy, they all clapped.
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