1. I have no anger towards anyone remotely approaching that which Dave and Sonja hold against each other.
2. I have learned that resentment is poison drank to harm another.  It is something to be released, not nurtured.
3. The rain today.  Barely made it to 50; cold and wet like I imagine The weather in North England or Scotland.  I don’t know what it is that I love this sort of weather.  Gloomy disposition?
4. Chapter 9 of the Bhagavad Gita.  How beautiful and how simple:  “whatever you do, make it an offering to me.”  With that intention one can never fail.  You will accept and love all offerings no matter how puny my fellows might think it.  Like the gift of a hand-drawn card from a five year-old.
5. Sally’s happy life.  We found out she has cancer today and won’t live long.  I’m glad I took her to Baltimore last to be with Judy, whom she always loved most.  She may not be here much longer, but the time she spent here was happier than that spent by the overwhelming majority of living beings to ever walk the Earth.

Many thanks,

Me