I turned 38 last month. Someone who did not identify themselves sent me a copy of Old Teacher Uchiyama's "Opening the hand of thought" for the kindle, thank you whoever you are. This means that my print copy is now available for anyone who will respect it and promise to pass it along to the next person when they no longer feel a need for it.
It's also September now, so I will be leaving on the Fall Patrol with the 31st Marine Expeditionary Unit soon. You can find the 31st on facebook and the Public Affairs guys do a good job keeping folks informed of the comings and goings of the MEU.
I have not dropped my retirement papers yet. As I understand it I have to stay until I finish my Okinawa tour.
I've dropped most of the ritual from my practice. It was so important to me once. But now mostly I just sit, usually only a half hour to an hour in the mornings. Evening practice is usually neglected lately in favor of spending that precious time with the family. I make up for this at sea, where practice has its own set of interesting challenges.
Lunch time is over, Forgive formatting as this is an e-mailed post and blogger sometimes does strange things with them.