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“There is a story of a woman running away from tigers.

She runs and runs and the tigers are getting closer and closer.

When she comes to the edge of a cliff she sees some vines there, so she climbs down and holds on to the vines. Looking down, she sees that there are tigers below her as well. She then notices that a mouse is gnawing away at the vine to which she is clinging. She also sees a beautiful little bunch of strawberries close to her, growing out of a clump of grass. She looks up and she looks down. She looks at the mouse. Then she just takes a strawberry, puts it in her mouth, and enjoys it thoroughly.

Tigers above, tigers below. This is actually the predicament that we are always in in terms of our birth and death. Each moment is just what it is. It might be the only moment of our life, it might be the only strawberry we’ll ever eat [or the last]. We could get depressed about it, or we could finally appreciate it and delight in the preciousness of every single moment of our life.”

This story is from the brilliant Pema Chodrun.

Tigers above, tigers below.

This is the story my hands picked when I closed my eyes to choose a story from the pocket Pema Chodrun in the morning quiet. I sat back and smiled with recognition upon reading it. My fragile Dad is in the hospital this weekend with pneumonia. We know that there are tornados and sunami’s. Earthquakes. Wars. All happening right now. I/we have friends with cancer and friends with love troubles and friends with clinically depressed kids. This morning my back is out/i’m shuffling slowly and a front tooth lost it’s temporary crown last night while out/fun!/NOT a good look and to be honest I am a wee bit hungover…and i am feeling the acute penultimate fragility of organic life…..and it hurts…

 i walk about. I think. I drink some water. I have tea. Many cups.

And then I remember. 🙂

It is May Day!!!

and I look and see

that the bluejays are drinking from the bird bath and the sun is shining and the lilacs are about to pop and the cardinals sing in the mock orange and the king cat of our house Shariff is very slowly coming to accept our new baby kitten Prince Shiloh…who endlessly  romps and tumbles and falls over backwards clutching imagined bits of dust and we laugh and we laugh

and I remember what Seneca said: Life is long if you know how to use it.”

So we go in the kitchen and we cut up strawberries and we go outside

and we eat them. And i feel better. 🙂

Happy May Day dearest readers….enjoy!

Don’t forget to kiss the May Queen and curtsy to the May King…:))))

(Who are of coursesimply the ground beneath our feet.):))))))

Blessed Be

with love always