Thank you Buddha Shakyamuni and Amhitabbha and the Taras for so much joy and ease today except this morning when I stressed out about the cats in the basement.

The day has been by now going fabulously well. Andy Rollie is on the dog bed and Paul Stache is by my side, on the chair, under a makeshift tent I made for him.

The crows caw and Yungchen Lhamo just finished singing her album Coming Home, a pretty magnificient tibetan vocal album. I wonder what to put on....The cats have never heard tibetan buddhist chants of pujas since they arrived. I will try them with chukchikjall nuns ceremonies. Very chaotic.

I am often hungry these days. I have not cooked apart from bacon and eggs for a few days. I should make a cold chicken salad with the chicken we have. We may still have one branch of celeri for it....