So, tonight, I went down to Laguna con mi hermana (mi chica) MB. She's come so far in the last 5 months. So far in the last year and a half. So far. And now is so brave and confident, compared to herself at the beginning of last year.

And yet...

I stand on the quay...waiting.
My mind says "go, start, walk NOW!"
My heart sits still.
Waiting.

I understand and believe, but
they're telling me believe and you'll understand.
What? Me?, I am logical, I am western.

"Believe and you'll understand"
"Seek and you'll understand"
"Believe."

The Buddha is in the mirror.
Le Buddha, on voit dans le mirroir.
El buddha está en el espejo.

Waiting, for something.
What?

Will the boat leave before I start?
No, but it feels like the beautiful ones are already there,
Am I holding up the boat?
No, but I think I am.