Inner Piece

It's muggy here today. I am wearing my flying skirt to keep cool (instead of my regular (hot!) pants over compression hose). Believe me when I write that I look exactly like those women in the photos except I refuse to twirl around because it's too hot to twirl.

I signed up for two buddhist things. (Maybe you're saying to yourself what's a buddhist thing?) (And I would reply -- I was going to tell you if you'd just give me a minute.) I visited the Land of Medicine Buddha and signed up for some events. I want to see how I feel after attending -- and decide if the buddhist mentality (is buddhism a mentality?) works for me. After spending 5 days at SMC in Colorado, I am really attracted to the philosophy. I have not yet heard if I have been accepted to the 9 month immersion program for the NVC training. (I should see if they cashed my check.)

Can you tell that I have nothing interesting to write about?

While at the retreat, I introduced myself to Noah Levine who was offering a seminar. I read his book, DharmaPunx years ago. I purchased and started to read his second book but I couldn't read it because one of his rules was that you had to be celibate. I was in a relationship at the time (notice that phrasing?) I gave the book away though now I'm in the mood to read it. I felt compelled to speak to him so when I caught him at the salad bar (oh, salad you say? salad?!) we talked. The next morning, he came up to me and we spoke again. We talked about how he wants to move back to Santa Cruz area. He lives in LA currently. He told me that he misses the redwoods.

Yesterday I went to (and paid for) a visit to my regular gynecologist. I felt gypped afterwards. I remembered Dr. Lepew saying that "if you don't get a rectal exam you're being cheated!" I did not get a rectal exam. My doctor did not perform a pap smear (is this TMI?) and after he looked (and felt for a second or two) he said "Everything looks good." But you can't tell if cancer is inside someone just by looking. That is why someone (mostly likely a man) invented a little oddly shaped plastic spatula called an Early Cancer Detection Device. In the photo I am holding one of the early cancer detection devices in my hand to see if it will tell me if I have cancer -- this action being tantamount to the doctor visit I had yesterday.