Shoshin-Zazen

Anybody who wakes up in the morning and says,”Hey, today I am going to change a little about myself and the world, and I am going to do it now” is an Entrepreneur.

An entrepreneur is the creative force in economics, is a person who comes and looks at a desert, jungle or wilderness and sees a garden, you know, sees opportunity to create new value.

I can safely say that I am at the acceptance stage =)

When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us - Helen Keller

”Anicca vata samkhara - uppada vaya dhammino
Uppajjitva nirujjhanti - tesam vupasamo sukho”

“Impermanent are all component things,
They arise and cease, that is their nature:
They come into being and pass away,
Release from them is bliss supreme.”

My affair with the trombone has staged a major comeback, now halfway around globe. She left me for three years and now she’s back? How could she? Think that shes somebody who can come and go at anytime?

You’re right, I couldn’t resist it!

“It feels like the start of Autumn,” my boss said to me one day at the lunch table whilst looking out at the window.

Indeed, the chill is in the wind now and some rain has come together with it. The trip to Skansen today was pretty much ruined by the rain. Skansen is a open air museum in Stockholm city and boasts a city zoo showcasing the Scandinavian wildlife (not so wild anymore). Skansen is situated near Djurgården, a Royal park. It has traditional houses in the 16 - 20th Century that were identified in places in Sweden and then deconstructed and rebuilt at Skansen itself. This makes very touristy sense, especially to those who wants a good 6 hour whirlwind tour over spanning over 5 centuries of time and space of Sweden. The realism of the place was impressive. They even have real people manning real shops depicting life in the good ol days. Even some of the 17th century cottages that we went into had Swedes baking bread and cookies. Smelling the fragrance of freshly baked bread can do much on a cold Swedish day.

Something of noteworthy was that we saw the elusive Wolverine at the zoo - and I thought it was a name only in X-men comics.

Well, I will visit Skansen again in good weather and I will take good pictures then.

Oh wait, I hear cows mooing outside. Let me check that out…