Listening to the hood, feeling the sun on my arm, and the coolness of the day in the kitchen, window open, I am blessed.  I thank Buddha for watching over my mind so I stop being so very nutjob on alert about mine and other people  mortality and welfare.

May some good kind of socialism and socal justice prevail in Canada and may we get more enlightened than we presently are as a nation of good will in the wolrd and within the territory. we are getting very far right.

Another plane passes in the sky, with noises every which way. it is very loud today for planes.