I refilled the water jug for the water bowls offerings at the shirne of Shakyamuni and Tummo and now Wiskey too. M'kwaa is next to it.
The Gyuto monks are singing their offerings of pujas for peace.
I feel way less calm now that whiskey is gone. He truly kept me quiet and content. He slowed me down on my walks so I could relax.
I smoke too much pot. I am a air head these days- I cannot focus in prayers etc.
Laurel is meowing. Very cute meow, almost a simple expression of relation.
The monks of Gyuto are singing their peace pujas offerings. I have not put on the monks of Sherab Ling for weeks!
Laurel refuses to eat and searches for better food.
Sigh.
Kids are heard chatting outside. I am totally high, I cannot think and feel moronic.
Since the passing of whiskey, it is truly as if the depth of my peace has left me. I have to pray more, especially to connect with the bardo of whiskey and not forget him ever for eternity.