Well, hello everyone!
Hank’s been a little quiet in this chilly new year, catching up on sleep and trying not to look too much like a Seattleite in winter (see above). You know, just kicking around, chewing on rocks and the occasional barnacle. (So salty!)
For those of you who don’t live on the rainforest coast of Cascadia, living here is rather like living underwater: it’s all grey until you turn on a light. That’s when those formerly blurry bits glow purple and pink and green and orange and yellow in a hurry, and the life around you transforms into downright glitz. But that’s only with lumens. Until then, it’s just one damp visual.
Following is Hank’s January thus far:
Any confusion you experience has within it the essence of wisdom automatically. So as soon as you detect confusion, it is the beginning of some kind of message. At least you are able to see your confusion, which is very hard. Ordinarily people do not see their confusion at all, so by recognizing your confusion, you are already at quite an advanced level. So you shouldn’t feel bad about that; you should feel good about it.
—Chögyam Trungpa ཆོས་ཀྱི་རྒྱ་མཚོ་