6th March, 2010

There is delightful soft rain falling but it’s not cold.

I abbreviated the puja, standing in the porch, saying the words and mantras, and feeling and listening to nature. The tree stood receiving and participating as the lovely water washed her body and brought refreshment, like a lover who has returned after absence.

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I apologised briefly and left