Yes, the number of people who attended a ten-day course at Dhamma Aloka in that tiny meditation hall in the middle of a heat wave is incredible. Some of my friends from up here have sat and served during really hot summer heat waves in Woori Yallock. One friend told me that the temperature in the old kitchen reached 55 deg during one summer he served. Fortunately they've built a new .kitchen and dining area which doesn't get so hot though they still have the old dhamma hall which heats up like an oven.
The move has been interesting. I haven't lost my cool despite a massive blow-out of the cost and some damage to the house from the removalists. The kids and I are camping in the house without any furniture except for a tv, this computer and they're sharing a double foam mattress. Not having access to a refrigerator is probably the worst of it. Margarine just turns to liquid and flies that fall out of the air and are crispy before they hit the ground. I guess that's better than being eaten alive by a spider.
I'm just pacing myself with the remaining work. We had the carpets steam cleaned this morning and I'm slowly working my way cleaning and packing the bits and pieces that get left behind.
“No lists of things to be done. The day providential to itself. The hour. There is no later. This is later. All things of grace and beauty such that one holds them to one's heart have a common provenance in pain. Their birth in grief and ashes.”
- Cormac McCarthy, The Road
Learn this from the waters:
in mountain clefts and chasms,
loud gush the streamlets,
but great rivers flow silently.
- Sutta Nipata 3.725
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