For the raindrop, joy is in entering the river...
Travel far enough into sorrow, tears turn into sighing;
When after heavy rain, the storm clouds disperse,
Is it not that they've wept themselves clear to the end?
~ Indian poet, Ghalib
Just found my new favorite smoothie combo...mango and banana...too good for words. :)
It makes me wanna smile.
I just picked up The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle by Japanese author Haruki Murakami at a local bookstore that has a section of books in English. My thoughts were why not check out authors from Asia. Murakami comes highly recommended.
Now that I'm used to the climate. I love, love, love it.
Finally manged to venture further out on my motor-scooter...into the craziness. Ha...and it wasn't that bad. Here you have to drive with your intuition...your awareness has to be on a higher alert. The interesting part is that I haven't seen one accident. Even though there is chaos...no one honks...and I haven't felt any undue aggressiveness or aggravation from anyone...and believe me...I've made more than enough mistakes to merit it...hahaha.
Now I'm beginning to observe what Lao-Tzu meant about the benefit of having less rules.