My dishwasher is not what it used to be. Purchased in October 2008, it began to show signs of severe fatigue six months ago. The soap container door no longer closes, its replacement cost is prohibitive, and it is now the upper tray that no longer really cleans. Best of all, it's a Kenmore. Sears has gone bankrupt.
Astrologers are excited. In January 2020, there will be an eclipse at the same time as the alignment of several celestial bodies, Pluto, Ceres, Saturn, Jupiter, without forgetting the Sun, Moon, and Mercury, they will all be at 22º Capricorn (or Cancer, the opposite sign)! The apocalypse, I tell you!
In August 2012, I began a long apprenticeship in classical singing. How can I put it, it was yesterday. That’s what you say when you persist and sign. We do not see time passing, we let ourselves be lulled by the passion for exploring, abandoning ourselves to take unknown paths.
I finished reading In Love With the World by Yongey Mingyur Rinpoche, written with Helen Tworkov, a disciple. This monk is the son of a long line of Buddhist monks and has already made himself known for other books that I have not read. His most recent book intrigued me. Under the title, it reads A Monk’s Journey Through the Bardos of Living and Dying.