Ra Swamp Again!

I was supposed to be going to the Samye Ling this week since I got paid, but I've come down with a cold in my head and the coughing and spluttering, etc. I think I caught this while speaking down the phone to Brian Wilson's chimpanzee. He was phoning from inside a cupboard in some hotel in Barcelona. He said Brian had already polished off the minibar, and had started to take his clothes off. Now he was running down the corridor demanding more beer, better porn and shouting about someone called Tabitha Cash. I advised the chimp that he was doing the right thing. Stay in the cupboard. Hope he forgets that you too have apertures.

You can lose any notion of emptiness and get stuck in crabbit when you've got a head cold. You can't do the vase breathing properly.

Still, no news from Curtis Brown or PFD. The latter has had two packages from me and by this time must have binned them. You'd think they'd let you know. It's been nearly three months. Nothing from Euan Thorneycroft either at Curtis Brown.

Still, that doesn't stop you writing! I wrote about four pages today ... because I had the cold and couldn't meditate as much as I'd like to. Also, I tried to join a webring for buddhist blogs. Had a look at a couple. No mention of ra bliss!

Self awareness is always bliss. Kalu Rinpoche.

I have pictures of Kalu Rinpoche on my wall and sometimes I have him on top of my head, etc. He seems to have had an affair with the lady who was driving him around Europe when he was sent here by the Karmapa. She was called June Campbell. She wrote a book which I haven't read about women in Tibetan buddhism. I expect women were and are as badly treated by Tibetan Buddhism as they are by anyone else. Anyway, it would be nice to meet this woman. She's from Edinburgh.