At 02:21 PM 2/13/2008, you wrote: >Marsha: > > Hmmm. Was that a dirty word or a biological word? > >SA: What?
Erase. Erase. Erase. My sense of humor is sometimes a bit too much, and you seem to have a higher sense of propriety than I do. Yet sometimes the dynamic comes in strange forms. I write in my journal/sketchbook. I answered Octavio Paz's poems. Sometimes write letters to people, which I never intend to send. I'm wanting to write something about MY experience of meditation, learning to paint (post reading ZAMM & LILA) and watching my grandson develop with spovs. But right now I have something on my easel. It's frightening me so I'm trying to approach it sideways. Or maybe it's more appropriate to say I'm frightening me. I meant to mention I love children's stories. I read them to my grandson all the time. I've even gotten to where I make up stories about him. His name is Hunter, so I make up stories about a little Indian hunter who talks to the animals. Great fun! Marsha ********* The universe is uncaused, like a net of jewels in which each is only the reflection of all the others in a fantastic interrelated harmony without end. Moq_Discuss mailing list Listinfo, Unsubscribing etc. http://lists.moqtalk.org/listinfo.cgi/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org Archives: http://lists.moqtalk.org/pipermail/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org/ http://moq.org.uk/pipermail/moq_discuss_archive/
