Whiskey-Tango-Foxtrot Redux

This is in Wilmington, North Carolina. As Jennifer reminded me, Wilmington has good cause to claim this mantra from me. And scarily contemporary.

I know the video is a little long, but what a reminder of all we have to lose, and why we must all be vigilant.

Which made me smile when this picture ran in the NYT.

On Wednesday, I stopped in at the Buddhist temple in Bolivia, NC. I had thought to spend about 15 or 20 minutes looking around and maybe asking a question or two. Two hours later, I made my excuses and backed away from the monk in mid-sentence. With three books on Buddhism and a book of chants. They were wonderfully hospitable and open. I think they are a little farther on their journey than I. I’ll take baby steps.

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