When I think of motorbikes, this song pops up, a leather jacket, and a pair of sunglasses...
Kotishka
I cold shower anyway; have been river swimming a few times with my daughter... and am NOT walking my dog; this heat could kill him, and the pavements could make his pads blister...
My lawn (ha ha, can't really call it that at the best of times!) is parched and yellow... finding decent food for my tortoises is proving a challenge.... Personally, I have not complaints about the weather; I love the heat, but can fully understand how many might be finding the going really tough. Global warming? Well hello there, DO come in....
federica

Beautiful morning, but a nippy 8C....However as the sun rose, so did the temperature...
Hmm...I wonder why my legs don't feel the cold...Perhaps it's a case of Where there's no sense...there's no feeling
Shoshin1
for many years and with interruptions I have had different places for meditation. Only on a basic level and with the permission of my teacher.
Those were other times.
Now with the rise of social networks I noticed that there were many more possibilities to spread any activity, but such is the saturation that what social networks achieve is that the person enters into an apathy to anything that does not fit into the minimum space they have between their daily obligations. Zazen and Dharma remains only as an option of low priority before everything else.
On the other hand, the few people who express any concern, do so only if it coincides with their preconceived ideas or practices (most of them delusional, pseudo-mystical). And finally, they only give value to what they can afford and what happens on a weekend.
They expose themselves to a flock of dubious instructors squeezing money out of their wallets...with a smile on their face.
@person said:
What time Friday? I mean all day or a set period, like between 2 and 4?
Is that am or pm?
federica
… and that is why I still believe in Father Christmas. I trusted my parents …
… oh wait I am no longer a child … [oops]
… then there was the time I wrote my own obituary, after someone I trusted informed everyone I had died …
Trussed and roasted
lobster

As we all know we are all Buddhas but unaware of the perfectly flawed nature of samsara and our own being.
… so we imagine semi mythical, higher dimensional beings for inspiration. That is fine. Perfect Buddha, perfecting Sangha, ye all wise Dharma. We (well me certainly) never live up to those wondrous Ms/Mx/Mr/Shree Bodhi. Too human.
And yet for all the precept breaking, half hearted practice and other limited behaviour, I am no less a Buddha. I am sure I read that somewhere …
Does the Kalashnikov have Buddha Nature? Do Mu?

lobster