windthread

before i went to sleep,  i thought about possibilities.  And i ended up  thinking….none would keep Her as she appeared,  on her own.    And i thought about  Impermanence.   Which is the Teaching to follow,  Fire Season being the perfect opportunity.  And i thought about how many  years i have understood that it  is the ultimate Teaching,  the Ground.   and how i have only gone so far.  What do i wait for?   There is no later.

I thought this morning that i wouldn't keep her.   i would never forget her,  how she appeared,  but i would let her cloth simply be cloth.    But then…   there was a needle threaded,    from something else and i just picked it up and  began.   This fold to that and on and through and so randomly,  no concern for    anything   but somehow  holding,   so i could pick her up.  Did not try to hide the threads awkward paths.    And so…..here we are.   this from the Buddha,  from somewhere,  i don't know….  Everything vanishes.  Practice goes on.  i could  so easily cut those threads.