Bloody Marys, meditation, classical music, egg souffle. Should be a wonderful day for music and studies.
dharma & karma
dramas and lamas
oh, such a merry
shall we meet
our friend mara
after we ride?
I’ll buy him
a funnel cake
Greetings! This is a quick message for my readers and followers of this blog. First of all, THANK YOU!
Just a heads up- I have added categories here for BUDDHISM and MEDITATION. I realize many of my followers are here for the typewriter posts which is great. I don’t wish to lose readership, so if you’re only interested in a particular category where I post you can simply use the CATEGORIES option on my site and scroll to your interest. Or better yet…
I use the aggregator FEEDLY for all the blogs I follow. If you don’t use an aggregator you might want to try it out. It is a godsend in keeping your online reading organized. The great thing is, if you only want to populate your feed of a particular blog with posts from a specific category (like say typewriters), you can simply navigate to that category, copy the link, then paste the link into the ADD CONTENT area of the aggregator. Click on FOLLOW – boom, done!
Don’t worry, all of my categories are still viable. I just didn’t want to start another blog for those topics; at least, not yet. I need another blog right now like I need another typewriter (I don’t).
If you have any questions or comments about using an aggregator, feel free to contact me in the comment section of this post. Hugs to all you readers and again, thank you. ~Tom~
When I type at night, I often wish I had a cigarette dangling from my lips, smoke curling upward as I ride the carriage to the right. Alas, it does not agree with me. Bourbon will have to do. Obviously, I would be shades of gray.
A not-very-subtle introduction as to why everyone should learn meditation. Don’t wait! Meditate! ~TH~
Here’s a clip from one of my favorite films- The Birdcage, starring Robin Williams and Nathan Lane. I think of this scene now as a possible reminder of a dharma moment. No need to get hysterical. Enjoy. ~TH~
I received a wonderful gift for Christmas, a singing bowl. Like all wonderful gifts, you attach the giver to the gift. I rang the bowl this morning, to the serenity of the snow outside the window. The tree. The grasses. The quiet.