The Sinfest Buddha

From my favourite webcomic: Sinfest

This is How I Feel Today

Delays, Detours and Self Doubt

Delays and Detours

STEP ONE:  Study and pass Grade 12 Maths and Science

Step one update: ON HOLD.

Financial debts that we had incurred have caught up to us, and settling these has become a priority. This means that my journey into mathematics and science is delayed by a year.

Yes, this is a a little disappointing. It has cast a great deal of doubt on my own abilities, my knowledge of myself and  my dreams. I spent most of the weekend thinking that perhaps this is the Universe's way of saying I don't deserve my dreams, that I am not really meant to be a chiropractor. I've been thinking that I am not clever enough to study chiropractic, that I suck at maths and maybe this is all for the best. How silly was I thinking I could go to chiropractic school? I've never been to university. In short, I have been feeling pretty crappy about it all.

Obstacles and Devils. That's what it is. So I found this quote from Nichiren Daishonin:

“Although I and my disciples may encounter various difficulties, if we do not harbour doubts in our hearts, we will as a matter of course attain Buddhahood. Do not have doubts simply because heaven does not lend you protection. Do not be discouraged because you do not enjoy an easy and secure existence in this life.”

God, The Devil and a Rastafarian Shapeshifter

A cartoon I did of the dream

I had an odd dream:

I am in a beat up blue Ford Anglia, driving around, looking for the way home. In the backseat are God, The Devil and a Rastafarian Shapeshifter. I find myself driving from daylight into a dark forest, where it's night. I have no idea where I am. There is an old sign, but the letters have worn down to illegible. So I look up into the rearview mirror and I ask God: "Where are we?"

God replies: "I don't know."

Me: "Then you can't be God. If you were, you would know where we are."

Diego

For the second time in two months, we have lost a furry child.

Diego was with us for 24 hours. He came to us from the SPCA Vereeniging. He died most likely of a bad reaction to the anasthetic used for his sterilisation.

Rest in Peace little one. We'll find you again in your next incarnation.

Art for New Blog

Meet Kitty van Dyke, my alter ego. I will very soon be blogging under this name in a new blog I am creating, focussed solely on lesbian life. Watch this space.

Life nella Casa della Lesbica

You'll find a lot of dogs at our home. Four dogs and one cat. And here they are:





Diego



Bokkie and Leilah Madam Kitsika



Jock and Tippy under the apricot tree