When I go don't cry for me, in my father's arms I'll be.
I find it quite amazing that I can witness tibetian monks creating a mandala sand painting for free during this week here in my humble redneck hometown. I could also see world healing dance and concert performed by this group on Friday for $10. What a bargain! I might try to interest Jean into going with me when she returns from Baltimore. The monks are in town to construct this painting to end conflict resolution energy especially directed to help those who experienced turmoil and suffering after the Hurricanes Katrina and Rita.
These monks have also supposedly played some basketball since they have arrived in town. Is there Zen to be found in a game of hoops? Oh those monks, hanging in Monroe, playing some b-ball, dancing and painting. What a great life! I sure would like to just run away with that circus! That would be just fine with me.
These monks have also supposedly played some basketball since they have arrived in town. Is there Zen to be found in a game of hoops? Oh those monks, hanging in Monroe, playing some b-ball, dancing and painting. What a great life! I sure would like to just run away with that circus! That would be just fine with me.
posted by Nikki | 10:18 AM
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Nikki! I went to Tuesday Morning and although I didn't have very long to browse, I found some awesome wooden bowls for $5 each! Woo!
Are you going Rick Flair on me Nae Nae Head?! Woooo indeed! Tuesday Morning is fun. I recently purchase two silcone loaf pans from there.
I don't know who Rick Flair is, so I'm not sure!
He's just some professional wrestler that wears liberacesque robes, struts around and yells "WOO!" when excited. You're not missing anything by not knowing who he is. Once again, I prove to be a product of my environment.
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