Monday and meeting friends

I got up relatively early today. I know for some of you it might not be that early. I had actually woken up much earlier, but I just didn't want to admit that I was awake, so I stayed in bed and just lay there awake, but not that awake. I had got to bed at about 02:00. This is a time that I should have definately been sleeping already by. But I'd had some computer troubles, and was trying to resolve them before going to bed, and then I went and did my evening practice. This was good, but damn it, that woke me up. So I then read for a bit. Read on Devotion in the book Breath of the Buddha which is a collection of writings by Chögyam Trungpa. I am feeling that the "book by" doesn't really work in this situation as it was created after his death. Which really raises the question for me. Is there a Trungpa who is his re-birth? Not really sure.

I got up, had breakfast, quite a nice breakfast actually. My food today has been controlled but large. I want to get back into the OA group in Nelson. I miss that. I miss the people there. I really miss Nelson in general. Sure I break down almost every time I go there, but well I want to get back. I think the breaking down has a lot to do with the fact that I don't at least have a place to go that I can call my own. I do go to the centre and spend time there. I want to start putting more back into the centre when I get back. I know I'm using it a lot to just be a place of safety while I'm in Nelson. This is a little hard, I feel a little guilty about that. Still, it's a fair use of the centre, and I do meditate there if I'm able to when I'm there. Hm, is that lazyness? I don't really know.

I met with a friend today, a sangha member. She lived in Nelson, and has since moved to Rossland. It was a really great time. We talked for about 2 hours. It was really nice to catch up with her. Hm.. Odd, I feel strange actually saying her name. I don't know why. Maybe because she isn't as public on the Internet as I am. She does have a web site, and she does promote her art work through the web site.

When I came home from that, I had lunch. I then went and had a nap until I was woken up by my dad saying "lets plan dinner". Well he wanted me to cook dinner. That would have been good to know. The idea of making decisions about what to eat, and making dinner are rather different. If I knew I was making dinner, I could have got myself to wake up, make dinner, and then eat dinner. Thinking I was just helping plan the meal I really don't want to wake up, because well I just want go to sleep right after we have done the planning and let my dad cook the meal.

That's kind of it. I created a new blog for my Buddhist stuff. That will let me do little articles or writing or whatever you want to call it on different Buddhist topics. There should be a link off to the right. I'm not sure that I've got it there, but if it's not there now, it should be there when you read this.

Jigme Datse