Response to the Question, “All fine?”

No not all.

But then there would be no reason to be alive if all was perfectly fine.

We are born into this world like fish sent out to sea.

Why go out to sea instead of stay home? No one can truly answer that.

But we do know that seawater has a lot of minerals not found upstream that enhances life.

My friend is a surfer. He does it because he likes the challenge.

So life essentially is like the salmon swimming back home. It is hard work and sometimes we wonder why we chose it.

But that is our journey, to swim back home to our Buddha self.

I was born way out in the sea in the world of suffering.

It was so bad I could not even remember the world of Buddhahood or the way back home to it.

I just chant and chant like the fish swimming and swimming without rest because at least I know my survival depends on it.

I made a lot of bad choices in this life that I now have absolutely no control over but must endure their effects.

I fight and fight and fight in my daimoku without rest to simply survive and lured on by the unseen promise that one day I will get back home.

So that is life.

Sometimes not fine, more often than not.

Never perfect.

But with lots of reason to keep going no matter how hard.

And with you my darling to help along the way.

To be able to love you to make the bitterness and the pain a lot sweeter.

That is life.

The Kind of Woman I’m Looking For

I don’t want a woman who’s perfect. If you’re perfect, I’ll see if I have any use for you and if your perfection lies in an area of no use to me, I’ll leave you on the store shelf or website I found you on.

You must be human with lots og flaws, vulnerable, just as crazy wanting love as I am, ahead of yourself, behind the curve, but willing to open your imperfect self up to me where together we can work to create a more perfect union.