Tag: Journal
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Plaster buddha, wooden beads and a dog collar.

Sitting in the living room is a bespoke plaster Buddha. Purchased on one of my first trips to Byron Bay.Around his neck is a collar from our first dog, Smudge.And a set of wooden prayer beads from my first encounter with the practice of meditation. A small inconspicuous clutter of worthless first things that have…
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Well….it’s growing on me.

So. The goatee is progressing swimmingly thanks for asking. Here is the backstory. A while ago I decided on a whim that I was going to grow my hair long. Really long.Im talking ponytail. Off I set, a millimetre at a time. Encouraging it. Massaging it. Squeeeezing it out. Grey hair extruding from my scalp with the slow satisfaction…
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An inside day.
This greyscale rain Washed out the day. 8 chapters. 5 mugs. Rained most of the day today. Juno and I moped about inside waiting for a break in it. Read a lot. Cranked up a little percussive dub, spiritual jazz & psychedelic grooviness. Danced around like only the dog was watching and drank way too…
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First world problems. Part 2.
I recently wrote about our problems after our existing gas heater stopped working: The painful stink of obsolescence. Recap: we have now spent over $15,000 replacing the entire system after a non-replaceable $200 circuit board died (and new models are no longer compatible with our existing ducting). Because: engineered redundancy. Well, the new heating &…

