Wholistic Fitness

my office USED to be quite zen…very sparse…now?  the walls of my office are adorned with Dewachen’s loving, beautiful artistic offerings…
what’s not Zen streaming from a 5 year-old Rinpoche?
let me ask you:  Is your mind reading your Mind?   or is your Mind reading your mind?

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Daddy?

Yes, my Precious One?

Is it hard to write books?

No, at least, not for me.  How about you?

Well,  no,  not really.   You know,  i have my own books that i wrote at the Durango PUBLIC Library,  just like you!

i know!    Daddy is soooo proud of you for starting that Kid’s Own Shelf at the Library!   (fade into a Daddy/Dewa priceless hug)…

DADDY:   you know what sweetheart?

DEWA:   what?

i’m sure you’ve felt this too, cuz, well, you know…you ARE a Kids  Author…but, when i write books?   they just kinda bleed from me…

BLEED FROM YOU!?!?!   (Dewa’s face becomes immediately scrunched up like firestarter newspaper….)

well,  not BLEED like BLOOD from your guts and stuff…but more like BLEED like the way when you start feeling your CHI get all ramped up and like you
wanna bite or hit something even though your MIND knows you shouldn’t do hit and bite…

Yeah!   it’s kinda like your Mind has to read your Mind…

DADDY PAUSING AT THE INC(OM)PREHENSIBLE MYRIAD SPIRITUAL TEACHINGS CONTAINED IN THAT ONE LINE ZINGER FROM A 5 YEAR-OLD…

yeah…just like that…the Way our Mind has to to read our Mind….Thank you, Honey…i learn from you…(DADDY BOWS IN CONSECUTIVE NAMASTE BOWS)

DEWA:  BOWING NEARLY FRENETICALLY BACK TO DADDY saying,  “Namaste, Daddy,  Namaste, Namaste, Namaste!’