It’s a wet and blustery day, and due to get wilder tonight and tomorrow. We worked out in the comfort of the Y this morning, walking the treadmill while watching cold-looking waves on the Mystic River. I worked myself fairly mercilessly, doing an average of 16 minutes per mile for 32 minutes. When I was done, I was drained.
Here’s a poem I love, by Chinese Zen master Wu-Men (1183-1260):
One instant is eternity.
Eternity is the now.
When you see through this one instant,
you see through the one who sees.
Below are our pumpkins for this year – one scary, one full of friendship.