Play as Being 54

• So we are sick, my fiancée and I. We were planning to go to a Buddhist festival with 3,000 other people this weekend but we have stayed away. We didn't want to make anyone else sick, especially our dear 77 year old teacher. If anyone asks me whether I am disappointed, I will reply by asking how can one be disappointed if one knows one is doing the right thing.
• Lying in bed in the dawn light. Looking out of the window and seeing the Mayflower. Feeling the cycles of nature come and go as the world turns. Why would Being present the appearance of cycles? Possibly because it throws the exceptions into sharp relief. They are surprises. And as I Play as Being I realise I love surprises!
• This the first time I've ever felt it. And such a warm surprise. So touching. I suddenly felt as though I were in a Buddhist ritual somewhere. I thought at first as though it could be one of those I am missing today. But it was 8:28 am - too early surely. And then I understood. We were in a ritual. Someone - one of our ordained Sangha friends - was including us in their prayers. My heart melted.