Happy Holidays

If there’s one thing Indiana Jones can’t stand it’s nazi sympathizing archeologists who leave their Christmas shopping to the last minute. I think we should all buy each other worthless trinkets (from a vendor in the street—no big box stores!) then bury them in the sand for a thousand years: voila! Priceless relics for everyone!

But seriously, may the blessings of all the wisdom traditions of gods and humans bring the enduring conditions for peace and calm abiding within the mind-streams of all the sentient beings, past, present and future. Svaha. Om.

Paul Gauguin with this, my favorite rendering of the Crèche.
Because it looks Christmasy, a still from Terrence Malick’s “Days of Heaven
Sorry, peace has been identified as a form of Socialism. [ D E N I E D ]
In space, no on can hear the store’s PA playing Little Drummer Boy.
Why must the birth of the Messiah be attended by so much utter nonsense?
Happy birthday, Jesus!

Peace out, my friends.