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Kyle and I were living in poverty
in a commune in California. We had nothing but the cloth on our backs.
We did not even have a rice bowl.
We went to the monastery to see
what it was like to be there. When we arrived we were told to beg for food
and we did. We received a bowl of rice and an orange. Kyle and I sat on
the sidewalk in reverence to the fact that we had received a gift. We were
extremely happy to see the rice and orange. So we sat and with deliberate
pleasure at our feast. We took our time and enjoyed our gift there cross
legged on the monastery sidewalk.
It was a ceremony, a thanksgiving,
a pleasant time.
Our daughter sells cloth that makes
people love washing dishes.
It is remarkable at the way her
Washing dishes with her products
is a silent prayer and
a blessing, a time spent cleaning
It is a way of life like a grandmother's