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Happy, happy birthday, haytanbello

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In spite of my lack of mobility, I've been having an eventful week. We're welcoming our new Buddhist resident teacher and had a potluck with much delicious food, and now are working on resources for him to learn English since we don't have a translator. Then my group of dear friends had a "Welcome Home Even Though You Never Actually Left" party to celebrate the fact that I'm not moving--another potluck, more delicious food.

I'm eying my garden, and thinking to dig up a lot of iris and give that sunny spot to tomatoes and other goodies. Eggplant was star last year, so hope to get more this year, and lots of peppers. Imagining an arbor of squash (in hopes of defeating vine borers, though maybe need just to plant later).

I had to change all my resolutions. Instead of practicing yoga every morning, I'm learning to look at my attachment to controlling all the details of my life. Like, "I want whole oats! Must have whole oats, no quick oats!"--in fact, I don't have to have whole oats, and need to be very glad that I have someone to go to the store and bring me any kind of oats at all. About ten times a day I notice another place where I'm stuck on having things a certain way, and realizing that life goes on just fine if things aren't that way.

But am planning to look into chair yoga, all the same...