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In memory of Roxie

 In memory of Roxie At the borderlands of Dewachen, the pure land of Buddha Amitabha, there is a peculiar stretch of land. It is reserved mainly for the dogs of people who practice the Dharma. There are predominantly dogs on that land, but exceptions occur. Occasionally, one could see the glimpse of some well-behaved cats, who keep themselves to themselves, and even a snake or two could be found, after the story of the White Snake came to be known. The dogs have some memories of their humans reciting sadhanas and prayers, they remember the mantras whispered in their fluffy ears; the memories of the smell of burning incense lingers on the tips of their noses; the taste of the tormas they somehow managed to snatch from the shrine still coats their tongs. All those conditions accumulated together produce the little dog paradise in which everything is as it should be in the world of dogs: The tennis balls are there for a chase whenever needed, and when they fly, they murmur softly...
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Thoughts by the Lake



It was one of those magical spring afternoons in which the wind was so gentle that my skin felt almost dissolved by its touch. My dog was waiting impatiently for her ball and I was staring at the lake over the stretching field in front of me. Further down, at a throw-of-a-ball distance, there was a young man clad in lycra. He was also looking ahead and I thought that he was enjoying the view. It was pleasant to know that another person was participating in my immense contentment and peace... Until he spoke and I realised that I have missed the white piece protruding from his ear. It was sticking out in a quite silly manner, like a shiny bone, completely out of place. His mind wasn't resting on the beauty I was enjoying. He was on his phone, talking business. 

I just wonder if nature, eventually, will not reject us like a woman, who is not paid enough attention. Women do not seem to like being ignored.

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