…while browsing through somewhere unimportant and digital. To paraphrase: "once I no longer was defensive…the War was over"…I like that and have latched on to it…I am not going to have buttons made with this phrase emblazoned upon them…but I am going to try fitting into these words. My mind loves to wander and judge and hook into one story after another. To me…that is the War…but if I surrender the fight and not try to engage or defend myself from this addictive behavior…but just befriend and witness without a need to "get better" in my thought processes…then maybe…quite possibly…and if I want to accept the entire enchilada…I will awaken fromm a life of "what was" or "what could be" and enter the the gates of "what is". Our old pal Buddha did this before the Buddhists got a hold of him…he just sat there in a cool balm of "isness" and that was all for him…neither this nor that…ah…the possibility…our dog Perla inhabits a Sea of Isness…she's just dog nature…neither this nor that..just "dogness" and she is this Week's Pet of the Week here in Groovlandia….
