Driving up to the Tibetan Meditation Center on Memorial Day. Fortunately very little traffic, easy drive. Except for the fact that I worked late last night and now the mischievous little gremlin known as drowsiness is setting in, as I drive. Like trying to keep the squirrels away from my bird feeder, I pinch myself, slap my face a little. Nothing is working – it just comes back in 5 minutes. Finally I stop for a soda. It doesn’t do much, but it is enough.
As I approach Gambrill State Park, where the Dharma center is located, I am driving up. Up above Frederick, into the woods. Black and blue cohosh shrubs and the edible garlic mustard greet me, watching as the world drives by. It is a mist green tunnel this morning.
My heart is feeling better the closer I get, opening, taking a deep sigh, melting.
Then I see the Dharma sign and hanging across the driveway is a massive Tibetan Buddhism symbol laden banner – no words.
I have arrived. But my mind is still on its journey and my body feels like it is still asleep.
I am so happy to have arrived. Khenchen is nearby, about to come over to give his teachings. Old friends and new are here. It feels like coming home. I have missed you TMC. Life has kept me too busy.
I am looking forward to hearing the spontaneous wisdom dispensed this morning.
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