‘Don’t Piss Off The Fairies’, reads the sign.
It’s good advice, and sound advice
until you realize you’ve no idea
what might annoy a Garden Fairy
The Buddhist Temple is just about a mile down the road from my house. About a year ago, I was tickled to be invited to join a Saturday morning meditation group. I was nervous at first that I’d do it wrong, somehow and find myself voted out of the Temple. But, apart from the aches of sitting cross-legged on my aging body, I quite enjoy the peace, appreciate the hour or so, unplugged and unavailable. I’ve been an on and off regular, ever since my first foray into Buddhism–sometimes, life and outside obligations interfere with inner peace.
“Well,” She thought,
“The Great Zebra Migration of Summer
was smaller than expected.”
Some days are full of surprise; remember to look.
Photo Credit: Anita Bowen Photography