My year as Ino will end on Saturday. Deep gratitude to all of you who took a moment to read these posts. Deep apologies for not writing as often as I should have to keep you apprised of temple life. On too many days, exhaustion and grief silenced both creativity and voice, despite my joyous love for a job that maybe helped a few people to sit, settle and discover the inner heart-mind that’s better than any I.
On Monday, I’ll depart for an autumn leave to continue closing out my father’s life and mourning his passing, and prepare for Dharma Transmission in December.
As our Full Moon Ceremony says:
No coming, no going.
No surplus, no lack.
Or, better yet:
Awkward in a hundred ways, clumsy in a thousand, still I go on.