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Eckhart Tolle, Guardians of Being: Spiritual Teachings from Our Dogs and Cats

Having lived with many great dogs (and a couple of cats), I just orded this book by Eckhart Tolle. The few pages I can see on the Amazon preview look great. It looks to be more about “mindfulness” and “spirituality” than “religion,” which suits me well. I’m looking forward to it.

The flu, and New Girl

The bad news is that I have the flu. The good news is that I’ve watched the first 25 episodes of New Girl (though I wasn’t conscious for all of them, and I’m not sure what happened to Coach).

I haven’t binge-watched anything like this since I had a bad infection after having my gallbladder removed.

If you are motivated by a wish to help on the basis of kindness ...

“If you are motivated by a wish to help on the basis of kindness, compassion and respect, then you can do any kind of work, in any field, and function more effectively with less fear or worry, not being afraid of what others think or whether you will ultimately reach your goal.”

~ the Dalai Lama, in this tweet

Now will never come again

“Seize the time. Live now. Make now always the most precious time. Now will never come again.”

~ Jean-Luc Picard

Different perspectives from book reviewers

I recently had a discussion with two people I’m working on a book with, where they are essentially very active reviewers. I like to write with enthusiasm, so I made a particular statement in the book. One person said they thought it was motivating — which was my intent — but the other person said it made them wary. I thought it was fascinating to get such different perspectives.

If you sit next to your date you can hold hands

When I was meditating this morning I remembered going on a first date with a girl in high school. We went to a nice restaurant — it had tablecloths and silverware — I don’t currently remember the name of, and sat across from each other at a small, round table.

After a very short while a young boy came up to us and asked, “Are you on a first date?”

My date and I looked at him and said, “Yes, we are.” I started to look around to see where the boy came from, but I couldn’t figure that out.

“It’s okay if you sit closer to each other,” he said.

“Really,” we replied, looking at each other and smiling with surprise.

So I got up and moved my chair around the table until my date and I sat next to each other. “Is that good,” I asked.

“Much better,” he said. “This way you can hold hands.” And then he left.