i believe that what goes around comes around. i know a lot of people say this but don't employ the right tactics to get karma working for them. i was exposed briefly to tao many years ago and it purports that simple acts of good and bad will not necessarily be reciprocated in the next life, but i prefer to think of it that way, anyway. it's simpler. so i help where possible, chirp hellos and good morning and generally try to live an honourable life. i think it is just a good way to be. it also makes me feel better. today is a dark and miserable morning and i should have been laying in, but the not so small matter of survival doesn't allow for that, so here i am wating for a bus that will take me to one bus and then another that will take me to the middle of nowhere--then i will walk for 15 minutes--for some training. i never believed i'd be doing this, but i am not above it. in the starbucks i exchange some levity and pleasantries to the girl behind the till. even though i am not happy about where i am going it doesn't seem so bad. i'm not feeling it but i'm going with it. i leave with my coffee singing to myself to billy idol. a little flesh for fantasy. got the retro vibe. the beauty of the 'burbs is that everyone is in their car and can't hear my vocal stranglings. on the negative, i've got to pay attention. sidewalks are in short supply. and alternate from one side to the other with no apparent rhyme or reason.
it reminds me of that brief time at the bay. in t.o. and it reminds me of danivia, an energetic brazilian woman of generous spirit i met while on training there. i spent two christmases surrounded by air filled with love and the robust portuguese language. our disparate lives took us in differet directions and i have often wondered where she is now.