So I got up from my chanting chair and went on with my day.
I waited on hold for 20 minutes because my blackberry isn't working right. I ordered chai and got told the machine is broken. I asked for a walnut tea cookie - sold out of course. Its raining and I don't have my umbrella. And I could go on.
And guess what? I'm still smiling. Today, even if I step in a big pile of dung from my protector elephant king, I'll just take off my dirty shoes and keep on dancing.
Maybe this is what being "awake" feels like.
sarah
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