We have moved in to our new place. The cats are safe and singing. Bob slumbers on.
Before bed I tended to my bruises and scratches, including a couple of new deep gouges from my helpful neighbor’s dog, Meryl. In her exuberance, she jumped up and scratched me, handily delivering the karma from the day before’s mishap which resulted several bloody head bangs, including one trip to the hospital to make sure there was no concussion for Meryl’s moma. Now we are blood sisters.
How well do you handle karma? Can you see how all is related? Ki to Happiness is forever grateful to all who’ve helped us move and looks forward to more gently balancing karma.