Everything changes.

I posted this on my LiveJournal already, but it seemed apropos here. I bought a new zafu and zabuton (from the lovely people at Pema Design) and from the moment it came out of the box until now has been a scene like this:

That’s Rasha, our elderly Birman, or Sacred Cat of Burma. I guess this is what happens when you adopt a temple cat. I say he’s working on a cat koan. “Who is the kitty?” maybe, or “Mew.”