Well at least I found out why Bill has not been talking to me, he has been in the hospital because a kid beat the hell out of him. He is out now and recovering but will be out of work for a few weeks. I think it was the last straw for him, the years and years of inner school teaching has finally taken its last toll. Last night we all had dinner together, it was good to see them both, John and I made plans to go to the Zendo together next week and return to our ritual of eating dinner after the sit. We both are really looking forward to it. I love my dear friends. And I should remember that they love me. And note to self, if I don’t hear from Bill for a few days, something is wrong. Very. Very.
After dinner I sped up to my friends Mark and Ellen’s house for tea and dessert. I know both of their families, although Ellen’s better. I am friends with her dad, and have met many of her uncles and aunts and cousins and last night I finally got to meet her brother, who has been my Facebook friend for over 2 years but is visiting from Virginia. She has been telling me for years that I just have to meet him. I now understand why. He is a deeply spiritual person and it is obvious. He is a gifted artist and a musician. And in many ways like Ellen, whom I love and adore, but also different, in a way that intrigues me. He too has gone through his own romantic troubles, and the upset that causes in life. I felt very much like I had met a new friend.
So for a Deathiversary the day had its own message. Let your love and compassion for others take you away from your own troubles, and remember that others have gone through what you have, or worse and you are not alone.