it was a bad start to a retreat when we got a ticket going up to the joint. and when we got there at 8pm and had some dinner at resort’s restuarnt, we knew it was going to be a long painful week. in other words, the conditions weren’t auspices at all for a fruitful retreat from the maddness in our minds. i guess i could point out all the reaons why i didn’t meet my expectation but i know better to over analyze farming scenarios like these. although the weeds weren’t pluck as much as my previous outings, the experience was still a deepening of the path. ironically, the path means confusion.
these photos are as scattered as the monkey mind. meaning nothing but distraction.
_2nd class acommadations with first class attitude
_some say clear lake is beautiful, others said it was dirty.
_winter pool
_summer chair in fall foliage
_ghost of summer
university style teachings with funny discussion groups. i remember my long forgotten skill of rationalization in the light of going to classes. roommate decided to leave early for x y and z. i decided that i had to endure the unmet expectation long enough to remind myself to let it go. who knows what seeds were planted but i did glow a bit when i came back. maybe it was all the suana sweat sauce and harbin style melting that made me glow but either way, i’ll take the corny glow for now.
those are pretty, but what of that hot-ass tibetan nun?