Posted by Story Submission on Nov 7th, 2011 | 0 comments
Sacramento, CA. Website
See this face. I saw this face while working my train on 4.15.11. I was serving passengers when I turned and saw him. My jaw nearly hit the floor. It felt like I was IN John Lennon’s presence. I was amazed no one else seemed to notice. When it was his turn to order and he spoke, I nearly died! It was...
Posted by Story Submission on Oct 31st, 2011 | 1 comment
Standing at just shy of six feet tall, the smallest of my children now casts a long and dark shadow over his old man. With shoulder pads, another three quarter inch for cleats, and stiff posture, he smiles down at me from his lofty height. Grinning from ear to ear, this once tiny toe-head beams because he knows he...
Posted by Story Submission on Oct 4th, 2011 | 0 comments
Chögyal Namkhai Norbu
“One night (when I was 15 years old and still living in Tibet) I had a dream – a particularly important dream – in which I saw a place with many white houses built of cement. Since this is not a Tibetan style of building, but is a type of construction commonly found in China, I mistakenly (as I later learned)...