Under the shade of cherry blossoms - Issa

 

Just as the rain falls on everyone

So does the sun shine on everyone. 

My refuge is your refuge,

Your refuge is my refuge.

As Issa said, "In the cherry blossom's shade,

There is no such thing as a stranger."

I have this image of strangers taking refuge under cherry blossoms 

While a drizlling rain falls.....sharing the intimacy of a small space.

Swept Away by the Delusion of control

D. talked about how the fear of a tick was the perfect metaphor for how the delusion that she can control the outcome of an event by thinking about it consumes her.

M. talked about how a tick is such a great example of how the smallest things can upset that sense of self, upset the ego that clings to control and abhors any violation of self.  How intimate a tick can be on the inside of my arm...and how controlling it can be.  It is the intimacy that has been so violated.