9/23/09, 43 + 38, power of duck feet, lox and bagel

it's funny how i find something funny when i didn't think it funny in the moment. there is something about the quiet and clarity that come with roaming in the inner universe. i just couldn't help but chuckle even though i'm supposed to be in formal sitting meditation. what's so funny? i remember yesterday, when, after a long morning of intense going-ons with one twist and turn after another, i was feeling going downhill within. it was getting more and more difficult to see god in myself, see god in hubby, see god in others. i knew i had to do something. what? i had a brilliant idea. i went for the tub of duck feet that hubby got me from chinatown. he was heading for the fridge as well. like me he knew exactly what he was going for. lox and bagel. so there we were, the chinese and the jew, seeking refuge in the way we were wired. thank god for lox and bagel and duck feet.