| It is rare that I am up at 4:30, and even rarer that I am out on a dock in boxers and a baggy t-shirt in the chilly morning air. Water was a recurring theme this weekend. I was awake to take this photo because...the waters of my mind were stirred by the weekend's events. A few hours before, Tom turned out the lights on the memorial party and said goodnight to Kevin. I did too. On the drive home, I listened to a dharma talk called "refreshing our hearts," and the teacher mentioned that we can envision our hearts as the still and deep waters of a lake, and when we still our hearts, we can reflect the beauty of the mountains and the sky all around us. We can reflect goodness to the spirits around us. I pulled the car over and meditated in the sunshine at the edge of a lake, water lapping in the slow breeze. It was the same lake that Jason and I stopped at last winter after visiting Kevin and Andrea. At that time, the lake was frozen and covered with snow, and Jason went tromping out onto its surface, grinning that he had never walked on a lake before. Solid and liquid, lapping and placid, laughing and crying breathing then still. These are the patterns of every day, every year, every life. Image Added on 08-27-2008
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