If you can’t find the Truth
Right where you are.
Where do you expect to find it?
I travel, in my mind, to the people who are attending the retreat at Shasta Abbey. The ceremonies continue and memories of my first Jukai at Throssel Hole Buddhist Abbey arise and fall as I go about my day in Edmonton. We have been auditing the accounts and then a few people came for the evening meeting. A long phone call in the morning.
This mug was given to me almost exactly four years ago while on retreat in France.