Well,with mixed emotions I presented Yvonne with the painting for her birthday. She gave me a kiss, at the end of class. I think it had to grow on her. . . the portrait.
Class was great. I am trying to write tomorrows class. Mirage cgews her bone, I sip a beer, the world series are raging and I can't find the poem. The crux of the class.
It is a lesson I need to embrace, Abyhasa . devotion to practice and what I am learning more about is Variaga or the obstacles to practice.
Tomorrow is Mirage and my whole last day together, hope it is good.
She seems a little more hungry on the new food. and her stool is lessened for sure.
I think I committed to two ix hours of volunteer time in November and December.
Ah, yes that would be in ine with my values/ smile.
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