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never in ny


you’ve no doubt heard the expression ‘only in ny’ .   in 18 years living in nyc,  i’ve heard it countless times – mostly from people visiting from the suburbs.  i now find myself wondering if they ever bothered to take a look around their own environment.  with the lack of anything else going on, one would think someone would have developed a  special slogan for the activities which occur outside of the city.  following is a list of just some of the things i’ve noticed in the last several days that you would never find in ny:

a nun in full habit pulling into the parking lot of the local ‘quick chek’  in a behemouth, black, GMC Suburban.

‘quick chek’ stores (which carry only soda and chemical laden food-like products packaged in boxes or cans)

a baby bambi-like deer with little white spots on her back lying dead on the side of the road.

a speeding pick-up truck with a horse trailer attached and police lights flaring from the dash, crossing a double yellow line, passing a car on a 2 lane winding road.

5 women in the waiting room of the vet’s office – all middle-aged, overweight, with gray hair wearing farm clothes.

11 deer (in 7 different spots) on the way home from my brother’s house (and people are afraid to drive in the city??)

the same parking spot almost every time i come home.

a ladybug on the wall in the living room.

no vegetarian restaurants, group meditation, adult education classes,  frozen yogurt or health food stores in an entire zip code.

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“My message is the practice of compassion, love and kindness. Compassion can be put into practice if one recognizes the fact that every human being is a member of humanity and the human family regardless of differences . . . ”
Dalai Lama

 

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zen in the burbs?


 i’ve known for quite some time that our thoughts create our reality.  for just about 3 solid years i’ve been thinking about almost nothing else than having more space.  as much as i love my tiny apartment on e. 73rd street, it’s just too small.  here is a picture of my living room:

  in this approximately 7 x 3 feet of floor space, i live, work, and share with a 70 lb dog. this is the only livable space there is.  an earlier  post  describes my kitchen. every day i dream about having space.  in 22 days this will be the case – only the new space is in nj.

 the question is; will i find zen in the burbs?

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“Life can either be accepted or changed. If it is not accepted, it must be changed. If it cannot be changed, then it must be accepted.”
 – unknown