tomorrow in the afternoon I will leave america.
It feels good. Although I loved to meet my family, was happy to make new friends and get to know some very nice nuns, it’s time to go. I would prefer to go somewhere into solitude, a retreat would be good. But it’s not on the list yet.
Next step Duesseldorf. Seeing my mom and “my” dog again after two years. I will not arrive in a easy, pleasant situation there, thus I know already, but – it could be worse, i guess. Mom is happy to have me back and although she is not in good conditions she sounded strong when I talked to her this morning.
The farewell from Ajaan was short. He didn’t look at me and didn’t say much, two words if I hadn’t asked for a blessing.
Anyway, he may have his reasons which I don’t understand. May he not have any problem with me or anything / anybody else, may he remember me as a loyal friend and succeed in his strive to get a meditation center. It seems that I can’t help him and then I wont.
I’ll go my way and do deeply hope that the postponement of the ordination will somehow be canceled and that there will be an ordination for me before this vassa.
perception … :o) it really works in a funny way and men’s perceptions are genuinely working different than women’s. :o)
A man had thought I’m in love with him. Even if this man would match in age and anything else, which is not the case and even if he would be attractive, which he is not (ok,ok, that’s relative, subject to personal tastes and views) – I’m a nun and happy menopausing.
We were talking about it the other day with some women (the menopause, not the man)… sexual interest has just gone and that’s perfect, well at least for the nun, for others it causes some problems once in a while.
I have come to the conclusion that some men have just too much self esteem and are overvaluing their potential of attraction to women.
None the less, I love you guys, ‘unerotic’, unconditioned, as the beings that you are. :o)