In prayer and words of daily charms of sweet waffle bites,
The moments unfolded with patient grace and honest statements,
Knowing that someone guilty and bad is getting too much grace, shifts the air a Dakini and out of the clouds emerges a question which simple true innocent answer is FREEDOM. It is mine.
How celebratory. How important on this November unbirthday of my daughter.
Thank you my Lamu, thank you your eminence, thank you Buddhism and thank you Big Love.