Story New — Hotel California
Driving a convertible with the top down on a warm desert night, wind blowing through your hair — there’s nothing like it. It’s a taste of freedom, especially with the Sun’s light below the horizon and those of the city receding into the distance.
But after a few hours, exhaustion sets in. I didn’t relish sleeping in my car; I was grateful to see “Hotel California” and golden eagles in welcoming neon lights set above “Vacancy”.
As I checked in, the sounds of a feast caught my attention. ‘You’re free to join in’, the night man said, ‘But you’ll never leave.’
Story Old — untitled
In Wat Buppharam there is an emerald Buddha (the original is in Bangkok) that has caught my breath and attention since I first laid eyes on it. Nothing brings me to a deeper sense of reverence and peace than it does.
In my mind’s eye, I can easily see myself slowly and reverently approaching the Buddha, bowing, then lighting a candle. Prostrating myself, I can feel Universal Love coursing through me and in return, my love courses through the universe. Eventually I bow again, then withdraw.
I always leave feeling light and grateful for my soul’s feast.
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