Someone taught my students about "flipping the bird" and asking me to explain it. That I left to the Korean teachers. I do not have enough Korean to explain that in kid's language. But the kids who discovered it had a grand old time flipping each other off. It spread like a disease of misunderstanding.


But after some soul searching I have been letting go, letting go of hurts done to me, and hurts I've caused. I forgive and sometimes hope I am forgiven. Such is the way of things. As I meditate on my pagoda feeling the May heat pour on me I smile. Such is the way of the flow.