In with the good air. Out with the bad.
It’s interesting that a Zen Circle is, well, a circle. A big, beautiful “O”.
Maybe that means something. At the very least, it’s calming to look at.
Barack Obama is giving a great speech now in Cleveland. He just this moment had a feedback problem, said “uh oh” (“oh”? O!) and drummed his hands on the mics – killing the feedback – and kept right on going without missing a beat. This is in fact the best speech I’ve seen him give in a long time.
Isn’t he tired? Don’t his feet hurt?
I am. I’m a steaming pile of runny English pudding. I’d like to fall asleep for one day twenty three hours fourty-five minutes and open my eyes to see the first returns from the polls. Today, I have been about as useful as a hot oiled little person at a basketball dunking contest – as productive as a beached humpback whale at a watchmakers’ convention.
Ommmm…… Ommm…. Ommm….
Tomorrow I go canvassing all day. Tuesday I’m going to spend all day driving people to the polls, handing out water to people in line or juggling coconuts to keep them entertained – whatever is most productive.