Monica: This feather fluttered out of my journal today and I don't know what bird it belongs to or even where I found it. It seemed fitting to place it in the hand of Buddha as an offering to remind me of the lightness I need to keep in my life to counterbalance the weight of work and responsibility.
Evelyn: It is one of those last minute nights... closing at largo and waiting for the instructor to emerge and get ready to go. I love the little lamps that illuminate the front desk. Somehow they remind to be playful - even though there is little playfulness in them...
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