getting on track

One of the annoying side affects to my weight loss program was the changes in the bathroom schedule. This is not what most talk about on a blog but for ever I had a regular appointment with the luv at 8:15 am. I did not like wondering what was happening to my digestive system.  So I come here and get sick but cleared and now back on track.
Today I had my weekly 2hr massage with hot herbs. She works on the knees but is trying to get the mobility back in my shoulder. I think the frozen joint is moving slightly.  Also I had a Thai refresher along with the massage. When Thais text they say 555 rather than lol since the number five is haa. Clever.
Last week Phat's brother went to the country (chaing rai) and brought back some special avocados and what appears to be a white pomegranate. It was excellent.
I took a trip across the iron bridge (near the Wawee coffee shop for my Thai language class) and got some organic mixed greens, German brown bread, and an apricot and almond soft cheese to go with the wonderful avocado. Tomorrow's meal.

 They must have many on a gluten free program. I have a sm frig but no cooking.

I can't imagine what gluten free Oreos are about.  Sounds like sour ice cream to me.

 Pretty easy to look for your level of  veggies

And when I am finished with the mission, I just hop on the faithful"stead" and tool home. There were some Chinese women in the red cab in front of me on Rachamanacka (love that word almost as much as elbow). So I took a picture of the shoes I am not buying.   Off to the movies. 

Saturday and Sunday

I really enjoy the entertainer at Dash. Last night I sat at the bar and had a great salad and grilled cheese.  One of his songs, same same is really good..it is very Thailand ...." She is 26 and he is 62....he is looking for the honey and she is after the money. ..same same."  I will not forget the name of the place since Dash is the owner's son. I did not stay too long since it is still a ride home on the back soi and 1.5 Chung makes me cautious. Sitting at the bar helped me understand the business end of the place and all of the liquor that goes into the drinks folks order. I really don't need a map anymore and I am starting to know the soi by the dogs.  One of the real dangers now is the birth of the very baby kittens who appear to want to sit in the road which also has bikes, scooters and pedestrians. The mother cat just sits off to the side as if doing a Darwin study to see which kitty makes it another day.
Today was my Reiki II class and I am ready to sleep.

morning after

It is a good day today so I will write more after my meditation class. After the dental work yesterday, I was numb until about 10. At around 8:30, I started to itch on my chin so much that I thought I might have hives.  I had to be very mindful so that I did not dig my skin. Around 7:30, I figured out I could drink a beer without the liquid flowing out of the bottom lip. When I was in the dental chair, she gave me two very long injections and then when I expressed some feeling of discomfort, she did a third shot directly into the root. So all that numbing made my mouth go into a great sleep. Around 10pm, I stopped for some pasta and a glass of wine. When I got home,  the neighbors had lost track of time and were solving world problems so I took a pain pill and went to sleep. Good night for me and headache for the neighbors.
Met Henry on the road to breakfast and he came back to join me. There are few Americans here for a long stay but many Canadians,  Germans, etc.
Last night from 7 to 8:30pm,  I went to the celebration of the anniversary of the Documentary Arts Asia and bid on a photo.  I left before the bids so not sure if I am now the owner.  Since I will need to send home sky lanterns, there will be a Dhl box to ship.
The long story is, the tooth does not hurt. There might be a crack in it so next week will tell if it is fixable.  I am off with my camera. The big thing here us "fuzzy focus...I am old fashioned....it looks out of focus to me.  So
Chan mai koi sa baai dee ka.

Sa wat dee jaak Bonny ka

I have been feeling like I'm walking with one foot on one shore and one on the other. I carry my book and the more I read the more I see that the one shore that is familiar is next to very dangerous water full of churning eddies, seductive lily pads, and an unstable shore soil . I also have come to sense that you can not have surgery or remove your foot. Detachment is very different from running away. You can't find the liberation with strings attached to your soul. I can not repent the past nor brood over the future. The other shore is free from anxiety-serene and peaceful. It is the Self or the illusion of a self that is confident and happy when praised and anxious and angry when blamed or depreciated. Opinions expressed have caused pain. When opinions are not in harmony with what the other thinks they are not worth expressing if the person only whats a choir. It takes an adult to have a give/take conversation. Most of us really only want confirmation (support for our ideas), bobble head rather than, have you considered, or another way might be... So, why say anything that will only cause you disharmony. Today I will start by rooting out a tooth...One tooth, step, ,shore, , person, , thought at a time Today I hugged an begging man with a sign "free hugs" and he wished me a good year...it was not just expected words....he had nothing and wanted nothing. If a man speaks or acts with an impure mind, , suffering follows him as the wheel of a cart follows the beast that draws the cart.... If a man speaks or acts with a pure mind, joy follows him as his own shadow.

I am now home from root canal and I had a dish of ice cream. My mouth is sore and numb but my pocket is only out $288. I will live and I did the baby breathing to relax. 

All good

full circle

Tonight standing room only, and I stood, I watched IAm at the Documentary Arts Asia. I also had my second Thai class so I can ask your name and order banana pancakes...hey what is really important.  I also went to an old teak Wat and took some snaps. There was an old monk with two teeth who was blessing a couple. When he finished he offered to give me a blessing. I was surprised when he not only touched my arm but tried to tie the string to my body. He has n mastered knots.
Another monk told me he teaches meditation at 1 on Saturday.  My Thai language class is at 10 so I will probably go. Reiki II is Sunday. So probably no long ride on the weekend.

Not all the dogs look like they should be rescued. The  dogs who live with the monks are happen calm little Buddha s. This little girl had Sparky's color.







I have class and acupuncture and then root canal...so here are some pictures from yesterday. Same same with some difference.

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Learning is everywhere

I will try again to put a photo into the blog. There is a collage waiting but I have already spent 1/2 hr trying to get it to load.

It is interesting how much putting pictures into the blog is helping me with my practice. You can not push the process so must either quit or just let it be.
I went to the Dash restaurant the other night after my humbling Thai language class. We were to work an hour but the place closed after a half  hour. It was at that moment I knew how you do anymore is how you do everything. Teacher gave me about 20 words of which I knew about 7. Do you think I could remember in 10 minutes what was just said. Language is torture for a dyslexic person. I am on a quest to find a different way to learn. I have don a good job of putting names to people so I will have to develop some tricks. For now chan mai sabaai dee ka, (I not fine, thanks) but I will persist. Our next meeting is Thursday at 6-7. I will then go to the movies and see a favorite of mine "IAM".
I fussed with the proposal on Monday and will plan to do the actual writing on Saturday. Friday at 3 is root canal and although I am planning to attend a party that night, I will take some down time Saturday and put the concepts into grant from. I suspect it will take a few weeks to finish the dental work.

I am impressed that they could build a computer tooth from one shorter and only half there. They found a small cavity on the top inside of the tooth as well.
So some thoughts.
I was stressed to learn that my best girl Kay is in the hospital in FL She  has had clots, fractures, knee replacement, and on blood thinners. We all make choices,  but I have been uneasy seeing her energy in the resent times and her body has been beaten. She had a new event while traveling and needed surgeries. In addition, her mate is at a major crossroad with some esophageal issues. So if you have any extra energy, I am sure she can use it to be ready for whatever is on her plate.
I have been observing and I am beginning to think a major drive toward expressing dominance over others and it is fear. I have replayed many conversations and when I feel people have been threatened by me it has been a perception that I am critical and they must defend. I am learning to just observe and not offer an opinion.
When I was in school I often did not say anything when the verbal or sarcastic thinking they were funny folks talked about the less secure.  In looking at the precept of obtaining from harming another, you really must go farther and help someone who is suffering or in distress.
Much like the second,  do not take what is not given.  This extends to taking some one's space, or time. So it is off to the Chet to read and meditate and then dinner at 7. Laew kun la ka.  See you later.

my space

I have decided to add a few pictures of my space. One of the very good things about the small out of the way guest areas, no one notices you and you can go and come without a stir. It is great for my practice.  Here is my clothes shed.

This is my desk with the electronics and books. 

    Below is my bed. The new little pillow is on it. I sleep with the blanket doubled.

1. And last is the step down happy room
   
   

Finally settled

I felt today that I passed over some threshold of multiple lifestyles and settled into a comfortable easy life. I decided to have two meals starting with a late oatmeal after massage.  I walked to massage.  It was easy, noticing the people walking by, the changes in the stores with more moving to high end and most changing the signage to include Chinese. It was comfortably warm. I stopped at the wood carvers, Lek,  and had Chinese tea and he played me an old tune on an even older instrument.  His son was just awarded the kings award for guitar (his son is 26 and is an attorney). He played,  I sipped and we went on our way.
The massage was excellent. Good stretching and hot herbs....then oatmeal.
Found an interesting book and some white clothing for my retreat. Even the hook to home, the grant writing went okay and felt smooth and not jangling. I put distance so it is not personal.
The night market was less crowded.  There are few young males and everyone stood respectfully for the anthem.  After a nice dinner the crown to the day...I found two pillows for my house. So now as I jabber, my butt is not uncomfortable.

movies

When I say I am going to the movies, I actually am going to a small gallery with canvas chairs,  benches and stools. In the middle picture you might see the popcorn maker and samples of the beverage you can buy.
In the bottom view you can see a faint image of the picture to be viewed.

post script

Sometimes you just have to trust that someone doing a skill for many years knows what they are doing. Ok  at the time I thought I was broken but yesterday I ran up and down four flights of stairs and had no pain.
Dr said with the continued care I am good for another 50 yrs with my knees.
Moving the sludge in the endocrine system is not a simple process. So there was some pain and my shoulders and not without much crunching and I know I will return for more work. Dr also said she has seen very few with my determination and resolve. I think that is also true of myself.  I am here on a quest to find out what I need and make it happen. I want to get to know me so I am congruent and have integrity. I get swayed away sometimes by wanting more to be long than stand in my principles.  Just because a mob does not like my style that does not make their acts compassionate nor inclusive and most importantly is breaks apart community.
I will be in a Reiki class today and then finish my commitment to write a grant for CH. I will do that tomorrow also so I can be finished.  If you read on Facebook what a wonderful, compassionate, connected community it is, you would wonder that there is any need to try to bring the other 2000 people that live in the geography but are not connected.
 Also I have heard from the bank in writing that my debit card will be good for the trip. Hip hip.

my body

While I have not talked about it, I have indeed had a massage almost every day. I see Phat on Sunday for two hrs that includes legs, arms, back, and hot herbs. Then I go to the Wat and have a foot massage, which includes the thigh and shoulder. I am a good tipper so each wants to be sure i am happy and return. The Wat folks have been there since my first trip and they give an illusion of knowing English but they really only listen to every loud yelp and tears do not count.
Yesterday I decided to try a Thai massage. The little woman, at least in her 60's and half my size jumped up when I came in and motioned for me to follow her into the other room. After a bathroom stop, I laid down and she said a little prayer and started.  In a moment, I had left deep breathing and trying to relax and had moved to prayers similar to the porcelain prayer, "god if I live through this I will never sin again". Actually, the hour was not too bad and as time passed, I became more tolerant but amazed at some of the positions I was in a cross between my teenage attempts at the Karma Sutra and my thoughts about what water boarding must be like. When she stepped on the side of my foot screamed that I needed my foot to walk. I don't think she understood the words but knew that I had really raised my voice and was about to bolt.
Today, my legs are really good but I am not up for more for days.
I went to the dentist today and I have two teeth that will be filled (including the front tooth) and one that I recently cracked which will require a root canal, post and cap. So I will be about three weeks with the teeth.
I bought a Buddha yesterday but this one is only 4 inches. If I go back for another massage, I think I will take it.

routine

I am on a little bit of a hold today since my  dental apt is tomorrow and then I will know when to schedule the Reiki class, the Thai language class etc.i want to start both soon so I can work more on my self and my accommodation to this culture. My lessons in  my practice has settled on the concept of compassion. From the readings of today I am learning how to be grateful for enemies.  When things are calm. I can be calm, but when I am hit with the brick, it is then that my true nature comes out.  How arrogant to think that I will not be hit or that no one would want to hit me or think that I should be told "off".  It is these things that bring about the cross-roads and help to show the path to patience and compassion.  if I did not know pain how could I understand any one's pain.  When things are going along, we can think everyone is happy and in the stream...but when you are tossed off path, you can see just how many others are suffering.

A horse of a different color

Last year I said something to someone I thought to be a friend.  I said it with love and the intent of being helpful.  Months later I found that not only were my words not helpful but were seen as disrespectful. This has made a shift in the relationship and in my opinion we are much less connected and I engage in much more chatter.  Not everyone is a friend, even if family. Not everyone is interested in my thoughts.  I am and I see my struggle and effort and smile for it is the effort not the progress.  I see I am miles from where I was.  There is only a shadow of the was self..but some will take more comfort in holding the old picture they do not like.  It is all good.

You can look and see the imperfect or the  potential or the shape orthe color

There is no right.

What we eat affect how we live and work and see the world. 

So goodbye for now.

thoughts

When I started high school, I went to the school my mother thought would be best for me.  My best friends went to another school. The selected school was fed by two very large local grade schools, so better than half of my class knew each other and had been friends for years.  I was an outsider. I also was a closet illiterate and was hoping my inability to spell would go unnoticed. This was a great friendly school...unless you were on the outside looking in.  It felt like there were two classes, the happy academy and a very unhappy outsider.
Two things happened - 1) Molly Moore befriended me. She was on the fringe of the in crowd and 2) basketball season arrived andI was a better player than many.  While it was painful, I have always been happy for the experience since it made me more sensitive to those who are not "in".  I was reading on Facebook this week how great my community is and that we all help each other.  That is true if you are one of the 1/23 people who are connected. But what about the other 2000.
The feeling of the high school outsider was very real to me and again I felt that there must be a way to open the connective gates. The argument will be made that no one is keeping those who feel out from joining. But it is not easy to enter a room of friends and ask to join.
So for today a renewed commitment to compassion and inclusion and bringing the myth of the great community to be a reaity for more

sunday market

As I walked down a side soi last night to go to the market, I came upon a woman cooking something.  She was very intent and so I stood off to the side and snapped some shots of her.  All of a sudden she got into a conversation with the person behind her and started flailing her arms about.  She was very unaware of me and the camera so I just snapped a few shots of her exuberance.  I called this too many scooters but I think she was trying to say that she hopped someone did not come and set up in front of her.  I think she was a extra...ie. had not paid for a spot.

The Sunday market had many of the same people and I bought my Thai pants and two shirts from the same people.  The Hare Krishna now go banging through just before the King Anthem and they are full of energy.  It is interesting to watch people shop.  Many are very cautious

 On the top left was a Chinese woman who was buying a necklace.  It was about to cost her $5 and she spent a great deal of time deciding.  The next was actually on the way home.  I walked down a very dark Soi and there was a light.  When I looked in there was a man at a sewing machine working away on a project.  it was only 7:30 but it was market night and he was busy.
The next I call sad woman with blue glasses.  She should have red glasses.  She was the third wheel on the trip and she felt it and was stuck with it.  The other two wheels, just talked and talked but she was not in the mix and you can see that.
I was kind to the woman in the top right since you only see a third of her breast and non of her stomach.  Now that I am losing wt, I am so away of how many stomachs jiggle. (157 this am....12 to go)
On the bottom...I am am not sure what the woman in the kimono was about. She was with a man in an equal outfit and they looked like they were at a Samurai conference.. The light bulb over the woman with the stiff hair struck me.... she was definitely getting an idea about what to buy.
The last was a different kind of street person.   I think he is Thai but hard to say since he was tattooed and with a bone in his ear and the turban.   But he was definitely shopping for dishtowels....go figure.

words

Perception is language. We can  not be a moment without being in language: we live in words much as we live in air. Even a single word is not reality. Dog. Your dog and my dog are very different. Both are real to each of us but the meaning of the sender of a personal picture of dog is different. Even it were that dog that both are looking at there is different emotion attached to each view.
It come to my mind that we rarely communicate but accept some strange form of shorthand with little clarity. If the recipient is fond of the sender...then there is compassion and the benefit from any doubt that there was ill intent to the words. But if the sender is suspect or there is an experience that the words are to be an attack or "bomb" then even neutral words or opinions will be viewed as negative.  So the moral. ... WORDS ARE LIKE TOOTHPASTE. .ONCE OUT OF THE TUBE YOU CAN NOT GET THEM BACK.  mindful speech but know the heart of the listener.

one sheet to the wind

I love my little house and the folks are very helpful BUT I have found that the folks who are the room cleaners do not understand American bed making preference. Yesterday was change day so they came and cleaned the floor and mopped the bathroom.  This meant that my washcloth and top sheet were replaced with nothing. There is a bottom on top of the box spring and under the comforter...but no top.  I stopped to make a reservation for Sunday massage and Phat said try the cmart ..so off I went.

What I found was a package of bedding. 5 pieces. So I bought the package and when I got home I found is consists of a fitted bottom sheet 2 pillowcases and 2 shams....no top sheet.   As you might see the bottom is now my top and the pillowcase my stool towel...all good. Now my massage. 

thoughts

It all started with the pause. You don't realize you are slipping away your authentic self until you look in a non ego mirror and and you see a slight shadow of who you know your self to be. Living intentionally takes patience and practice. To have the right view you need to wear ego less lenses and put great energy into your own life. When you are doing a project or working on a task, you give permission to vary from the routine of your core life ..meditation, right food, rest, , etc you eat up your reserves both your emotional and physical capital and eventually you take away from the joy of the task since you are both tired and without routine.

School

On my way to porrage and acupuncture I passed several schools with the kids getting dropped off.  They are given money for lunch and then they make choices......


FRIES or FRUIT

The fry lady was very busy

 
This little one had money for dry cereal...

Evening temple

 I stopped at the oldest temple yesterday and found the young monks getting ready for evening chant. They moving things from one place to another while the Wat dogs moved about. It was laundry day and I wished to drop mine off.  I have not mastered the art of blogging on the tablet. So I am now on the Acer and it is amazing the difference.  I did get a chance to do a few art shots so I will add them now

 So the top left is a tassel hanging on the clothes line.  the left is a grate and the bottom is the roof of the old building....
After all the scampering about and ringing of bells and setting up, the boys settled in to evening chant.

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Time Flys when you are having fun

If you ever wonder if I am alive I try to put a picture a day on Facebook. Sometimes I am working on pictures or myself and don't want to take a break to post...all good.

My sleep is getting better.  Dr wants me slow the weight loss, drink more water and sleep 7 hrs. I have lost muscle so I am doing squats. I have not been interested in the Chang and the wine and popcorn at the documentary arts without salt is not inviting but I engage. I have lost 3 lbs and I get an average of 5 hrs of actual sleep according to the  fit deal on my wrist. I have had  3 massage -one 2hr with Phat and two  foot massage at the Wat. I had a very sore big toe and as she was grinding the stick into my foot I thought either I would pass out with the pain or it would feel better. The later was true.
So some catch up. Still many Chinese people here. You tell them because they are almost always on the phone texting. They eat often and they are very thin. Phat says they are only happy with very hard massage. I am sure to tell everyone that I am not Chinese. Also they are mostly with a hat.
I went to the health food store yesterday and purchased a tea strainer and Jasmine tea as well as sunflower seeds to snack on. I found H&H at breakfast yesterday and Henry had taken his morning ride to the zoo so things are moving towards normal. We will have a New Year dinner one of these nights. Break.

New Year's Eve

When you travel across several time zones your clock gets confused. When your body doesn't know what to eat or when, you add to the tiredness. I slept most of the day but did get to the  Gate for the celebration.  I believe that this is not the start of the new year for the Thai calendar (birth of Buddha) but any opportunity for family to gather and a holiday is reason enough to take a holiday and send off some fireworks. H&H were not well so we did not meet for dinner. I had a baked potato which I ate walking down the back alley with Jeannine. She was going to connect with some friends which gave me more opportunity to pay attention to my hearing needs. Fireworks are readily available here and everyone appears to want to either send them up with the lantern or just shoot them off. Amazingly no one appeared to be hurt or burned but bang bang was the sound of the evening.
For  lunch I stopped at the Dada Cafe near the Mungala clinic and had a Mr Energy Smoothie pineapple and GINGER.  It gave me so much energy I went home and slept for three hrs. Sitting at the next table were a family of four. Getting me from here to there is hard enough but to schlep two little ones in strollers is beyond my imagination.  The one was passed out on mom's lap but the other had such a nice face, I wanted to share.

I also thought what a great cost is to order food for children that would rather play with the food than eat.

I rode the bike to Jeannine's guest house and then walked from there so I am keeping up the exercise. Today I will get back on track with my study, meditation, and food. 

I also had a good day, I fixed the zipper on my  suitcase.  I will get heavy thread and needles to assure it will not open. 

So for a learned lesson.  Very few people are working on themselves. Most really don't want to know what others observe but prefer to believe they are loved and wonderful.  Emotional attachment to your own fantasy of how you are seen is more important than someone else's opinion. I have caused myself grief by giving an opinion when it was not requested. I can and will have opinions but unless some one's actions will hurt another, they are just my opinions and I will live with them.  I will not isolate but be much more careful about attachments and selective with friends.  I am more interested in living than passing time at the"beach".

Ok back to the New Year's celebration. 

This is a collage I put on Facebook. The photos were taken primarily to the left of the Thapee Gate. The top photo is actually the after shot. What goes up must come down and so this morning the street sweepers will be picking up thousands of spent lanterns. When I lived on the bay as I walked through the parking lot I thought half of Irondequoit must have been conceived there.  Seeing these grey paper mounds reminded me of the parking lot condoms.

There were many selling the lanterns. They tried to get the people to light them away from the trees but some were so interested in lighting and the lift off that they did not pay attention to the direction. I think that is another lesson. The bottom left is Jeannine and her lantern and the others are just some of the different shapes - big small heart shaped, etc.

This also is a religious time for re commitment to the precepts so I passed through a Wat on the way back to the bike.  And all is well and a new day....think will you let it pass uselessly away.

Monday happy eating

I did not feel super yesterday so i took to the bed and slept most of the day. I am to eat carefully as in nothing fried, no fruit,  yogurt...so good excuse for a jok day. I am not a fish eater but in setting up the fish picture, I realized the fish was alive and seeking air. I enjoy the eggplant picture much more. The final shot is a Buddha...from which Wat?

Sunday late Dec 2013

I am finally on my Acer which means I have a keyboard and can do some things differently with the pictures. It was a long night since my body woke me up to say.... best be in the bathroom. I had portage and now I am just tired....so no place to go... until 5:30 and I will take a good nap..Many of the little places are closed for the New Year. The non Chinese Thai will celebrate the same as US. During my up for bathroom several hours, I watched a Chinese movie about expectations and disappointment. It is all good and I am getting clearer about some mistakes I have made that have caused me some unhappiness and some actions that I have taken that have eased my way but may have caused some unhappiness.  It is interesting the judgments we make and that others about us.  After a few days...I am feeling much more settled.
There are several new places to eat...nice kitchen which is run by the blue diamond family and Funky Dog which takes its name from the little guy sitting out in front.

   The two women in the pictures were cooking in the little soi market..
I think they are following the father Mayer command to cook hard.
And so another laze Sunday with the market this evening...and all is good..

finally awake

I knew I was in trouble as I felt my eyes going closed as I was eating with H&H. The trip was longer since I left home mid day on Christmas eve and  arrived here at 11 pm the day after with only snatch and grab shut eye...I was very tired.  Last night I was in bed from 8pm until 7am and actually got about 9 hrs sleep.

Dried fruit and nuts

I was grateful to run into H&H for breakfast since I knew Hanna was concerned about my driving home last night. Her Dr apt appears to have gone well. The diet is salt free which is not easy to explain in Asia. Having to eat out all the time is also very hard on a strict food program.
Today I was on a quest for a sweatshirt.  Size is one thing and winter clothing in a usually warm climate I not easy.

This relief above  was on a statue in a Watt.

I will not be visible in the camouflage sweatshirt.

This I am calling, eating on the job. I love the colors and the complexity of what might appear a simple life.

same same but .....

Hong Kong to Bkk  is not as far but NYC to Hong Kong was still 2 meals and 4 movies.  The Chinese are conservative with water.  I had 2 bottles with me and drank both.  This time upon arrival I went to the taxi desk and got a cab. Throughout the trip everyone helped with bags and doors etc. even when I did not want help. This cabbie got the memo and at 11:30 at night after schlepping through 3 airports and miles of moving and non moving walkways. I am almost not moving and the cabbie walked three feet ahead of me (now feeling like a little old lady in need of help). As he looked at the paper with the address in Thai and English...and asked the name of the place again and got the same answer...InstantStable...he finally said do you know where you are going. Of course my response was yes.   I know how to get there in daylight from Rod's but how hard could this be? I was good by the airport plaza, customs, the elephant statutes and even the u turn. Then we started down a very dark street with all the shops and bars dark. Where is the place? Soi 6....was my only response...a Soi 7 and the next block Soi 6 was all dark. I could make out the sign IntentStable...ok close,  paid the cabbie and stepped away with my bags on a deserted street with a locked gate.
The universe must have recognized my state for a man on a motorcycle came up called someone and the gate opened. I hope this happens at the heavenly gates. I am sure the woman was only expecting the gentleman caller but she went to a building in the back fetched a woman in a flannel nightgown who came out and hugged me and said I looked different.
The bungalow I am in is not the same one I looked at...the next one over and smaller but same same.  Beth would like this it is in Lana style.  Desk, small refrigerator, HARD king bed with no top sheet and one blanket (Rod was not kidding about it being cold. I folded the blanket and was warm enough). The three step down bath reminds me of the Nest. Since this is a new built place there are 7 electrical outlets..so I am wired and recharged.
Before my host left me for the night she wanted to know if I wanted food...my new body must cause her to think I am in need of repair.  There is a little box for my valuable items and a bike lock for the front door.
I will buy a pillow at the Sunday market for my less padded butt on the stool. I am up for Rod's drop in class today, then off for supplies...tea,deodorant, coconut shampoo, TP, and a thick towel.
There is a rooster, and there was a cat sleeping on my porch, but I heard nothing from the Wat next door.  It is QUIET....
Hopefully I will hook up with H&H for dinner and stop by Jeannine's later.
I will find out about the gate at night and then,  I will call this home.

hong kong

Thank you Monika for the Trader Joe chocolate. It has become my travel food. I was grateful for my  water bottles since the Chinese did not push water like the Thai and Korean air.  I also was pleased to get an end seat. I did 4 movies and slept for an hour. When I got to Starbucks and the sign said $41 for a Turkey sandwich. True but Hong Kong $ so it was only $6.
I have lost my pillow, earphones and and broken my duffle zipper but I found the bungalows and have organized the room.  This was Hong Kong airport. Until tomorrow....

a new pen

This journey to the the land of smiles feels like a journey to my true self. I will be with my Thai Canadian friends, but for the first time, no one from home. I finished the house and it is time to move on and follow my personal path and leave the expectations of others. Somewhere as I walk the streets, kneel in morning mindfulness, I will be on a quest to reach into my soul to take pictures with a clear and honest head. In doing so I will let the words tumble on to pages so I can try to find my voice and watch my thinking..  There will be photo pictures for the viewer and word pictures so I can watch my writers mind fid voice.
Not everyone likes every writer, the style, the words, but that doesn't matter.
The first words I put on paper were songs, then the Haiku. I have gotten lost in the politics of writing for an audience and making nice. I bore me. When true to my soul I sing of overcoming and injustice..the time has come to get back to myself. I will struggle but the journey is all that matters and if I leave people...thanks for walking as long as you did...but farewell.  So hang on this will be a bumpy ride.