“Hope” is the thing with feathers, That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops ... at all - Emily Dickenson

Thursday, May 1, 2008


We received a note from Ad this morning. She is staying in a Bhutanese temple in Bodh Gaya, where the Buddha reached enlightenment. I'm still in Albert Lea. Like Bob Muschler, I'm trying to reach maturity, say nothing of enlightenment.

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