My wife has been undergoing treatment for cancer since last summer. Unfortunately, her disease has progressed. In the beginning of April, she was moved from the hospital to the hospice with the giant clam in its garden. As she nears the end of her journey, I have no choice but to suspend blogging for several days.
My life is at a juncture; it's been changing and will continue to change until I settle down on a new path, which, if I look wisely, may be found just around the corner. This little poem is from Zen Flesh, Zen Bones.
It is too clear and so it is hard to see.I intend to resume blogging sooner than my rice is done, perhaps within a few days. But I must go now.
A dunce once searched for a fire with a lighted lantern.
Had he known what fire was,
He could have cooked his rice much sooner.