Thursday, July 17, 2014


Spent two hours with my regular writing group.  The first 'prompt', apropos of the weather, from Shel Silverstein
 We wrote for twenty minutes.  I set myself the task of turning the prompt into a transition to what I really wanted to write about.  The second 'prompt' was a Faulkner quote "Perhaps they were right, putting love into books.  Perhaps it could never live anywhere else."  I wrote a biting end-of-relationship scene for that one.  I won't be showing them here because they're both too raw.  We read aloud to each other, but I need to take them further than that rough start before sharing them in print.  The point of the work using the Amherst Method is to keep ideas flowing.

7-9:30 PM
Chanted the Hanuman Chalisa with Shyama Chapin, Joelle (pictured) and others at Broome Street Temple
A forty verse prayer written by Shree Goswami Tulsidas in the sixteenth century to honor Hanuman for his total devotion to Lord Rama. Animated, taken from the book 'The Hanuman Chalisa' by B. G. Sharma (an amazing and gifted illustrator). Music graciously provided by Krishna Das. Video by anjani lynn white.

Late night is early morning in France  This beautiful song is the tag line to one of my favorite blogs
Bob and Sophie's French Adventure

6-7:30 PM
New York Zen Center for Contemplative Care

Night Falls
One  of those toss and and turn, flipping flopping nights

Sleep deprived, or not, the day was lovely
To the National Arts for a my friend Lorelies Art reception, only to be informed that the club is closed for the rest of the Summer !  Hmmmmmmm.... ?
Sweet scented blooms on my way home..
 ..took the sting out of disappointment
It turned out that somewhere between her very clear email  announcement, and my writing it down on my calendar, my brain reverted to the last show at the Arts club...the reception was at
National Association of Women Artists, Inc.
80 Fifth Avenue, Suite 1405, New York, NY 10011
 The show is up through this month so I can visit another time
It is not profitable to spend time on such questions as whether there was ever a beginning to the succession of universes that have been arising and reaching their end for innumerable aeons, or why sentient beings must revolve endlessly from life to life in this sad realm of samsara. What is needed is to direct one’s attention to the present, thinking: “This is how things are; what is to be done about them?”
—Bodhisattva of Compassion: The Mystical Tradition of Kuan Yin by John Blofeld
Here comes Friday


Mo Crow said...

you've had a very Zen week there in the Big Apple Michelle!

Peggy said...

What a beautiful week you're having, Michelle, and it's not over yet. I'm listening to the bagpipes as I type, love the way they make me feel. xo

Kim Andersen said...

I love how you pepper your adventures with glories if blossoms and sunsets - you show how it's all worthwhile even when things take a turn

grace Forrest~Maestas said...

i LOVE John Blofeld. LOVE his
words on duhkha in Tantric
Mysticism of Tibet. it's just
the best....
Your sunset photo would win a

Padparadscha said...

Hello, I found you through Spirit Cloth.

What a synchronicity, I am British by my dad (Scottish name) and French by my mum... and have a special connection to Hanuman ! Have also been sleepless the last days.

Really happy to hear about you and moved to read your words... I never knew dogs could eat thyme.

With love.