i need to mop. thinking about the effects of earthquakes and tsunamis, praying for peace and comfort. the sun is shining through the curtains, it makes me happy. the kids are having an adventure on the high seas in their bedroom. i am thinking about the koan ‘wash your bowl‘ and wondering if everything can be reduced to that kind of simplicity. we had 3 pairs of fingernail clippers at our old house, apparently none of them made the trip with us. loving the rhythm of making bread weekly. curious about what the Divine is up to with tonite…i know we’re meant to do this, but feel a bit apprehensive at the same time. (yet, if it’s just me and brady and the holy spirit… it’ll be a good time.) feeling the need to make something pretty, something tangible, something revolutionary.