I took this photo in Kathmandu’s Durbar Square about a month ago. A simple moment of human-animal relationship. Quite a number of us paused to watch this mature couple feeding the young cow. Including some pigeons, who don’t appear in the photo, but who were very interested in taking advantage of the free puffed rice on offer.
Lately I’ve been trying to consider more clearly what I put out into this world wide web via my blog, Facebook and other social media. The ranting modality has its place, and its satisfactions. There is more than enough suffering and delusion in the world or in anyone’s life, things worth getting fired up about. I could try to be like some folks who seem to discover treasures in the form of fascinating and valuable bits of information. I love people who do that. They’re like certain photographers — Alex Webb comes to mind — who reveal the world through the intensity of their seeing. Some other people are very cute and human, they feel personally present.
Today I feel simple. Like pointing at the small blessing of kindness between humans and animals. Today, too, a friend of a friend gave a tour of her garden to my husband and a friend of ours and me. She also fed us lunch. Thanks Cristina!
And I was grateful when I woke up this morning from a dream that made me feel like I might be on the right track in my life after all That the floor was there when my feet swung out of bed expecting to land on something solid. Is it too much to call that an encouragement to remember that I am already at home, even though this life is not going to last forever?