tigerlily's soup

slo...slo is the walk..
easy to see from one foot in front of the other
just how fast we all are traveling...
a slingshot drawn back and then whooop!
i am back in port townsend..
heading up the hill to lindy's.

her house is a sweet refuge of exotic carpets,
books that might be on my own shelves
and pictures of high holies gracing the walls.
her dad is present everywhere..
his bright face..soft and yielding!
i plunk down on the bed and bulan
finds my belly immediately..
that is where lindy finds us as she returns
from her counsel..

we're invited to dinner with susan (tigerlily)..
the evening's walk finds us at japanese
with ian, a brilliant young lad in theatre arts
and carey, a film maker with pepper spray.
is that www.pepper spray.com?
tigerlily finds the best soup on the menu..
lindy and i join her for deep slurp
of veggies and broth.
lively conversation, story telling..
like-minded dialoque..
we are all treated to the meal by tigerlily..
love one another; feed one another!

before we got to the restaurant,
lindy had handed me a 20-spot
from one of her work mates, kirk g.
of course, we meet him right outside the "ichiban"
and i am able to thank him with a peace sticker!

lindy offers a hand-painted box from india
to the next home along the way..
she is off to ski in the am..
i am up the road to chimicum..
(and i am getting close to catching up with this blogabout!)
there is dark chocolate and a 20 spot tucked in..
on the breakfast table;
life is but a dream!

one taste..the soup..

"the great way is not difficult
for those who have no preferences.
when love and hate are both absent,
everything becomes clear and undisguised.
make the slightest distinction, however,
and heaven and earth are set infinitely apart.
if you wish to see the truth,
hold no opinions for or against anything."
hsin hsin ming