Buddhism teaches that our being is limitless and thus can never be lost, tapped out or diminished. These days I try to act as though my resources of time and attention are infinite, too. I want to be like a river, flowing with fresh, clear, sweet water even for those I dislike. (One of...
Read more →Post-initiation, we become more ourselves. Our container becomes larger, but sometimes we fill it with the same old things. This is why one is advised to get oneself together beforehand. It’s better to clear up complexes and establish good habits while we can, because everything changes after the baby comes. Since my daughter’s birth,...
Read more →My daughter is fond of Lady Gaga. # Baby likes the Tron: Legacy soundtrack. # Today my baby ate maguro, avocado, pickled ginger, seaweed salad and sushi rice. She liked it all. That's my girl! #
Read more →Ah, the world of an infant: she's spent 20 minutes playing with a sandwich in a Tupperware container. # The baby throws herself out of my lap at the toys. She know I will never let her hit the ground. # We got some super cute baby sunglasses. They look just like her dad's....
Read more →Part of parenting is reading the same book(s) to your child until you can’t stand to read any more. That book for my mother was Rackety-boom, a story about a truck. She can still rattle off the first few pages from memory. I got there with Drummer Hoff after reading it to my siblings...
Read more →Her face looks different to me again. Who is she? # Thank you, Mr. Brahms, for writing a lullaby I can sing a million times without getting sick of it. #
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