Jonji's birthday was yesterday. I went to work. I had thought I might go to the monastery and light a lamp but it didn't show up that way. It was my day off but they called to ask if I could come in and help. It seemed like exactly what I should do. I'm always better when I'm moving and so I spent the day running around giving a blood transfusion, assessing wounds, and changing a few diapers. I dedicated my work to him so that, as he loved me, I was able to offer love to the world.

It could have been a dark day for me but it definately wasn't. It was 63 degrees and sunny. There were buds everywhere as the earth comes out of her winter hibernation. While I was driving home I heard a chorus of peeper frogs. They were his favorite. The sound felt jubilant and clear. I touch the playful joy he bubbled up when he heard them.

No cake and no candles but a birthday song for my heart to hear!

I am learning to listen.

Wishing all beings many happy birthdays.

Much love and light, Suzanne