Nirvanah

When I was in college I took a course on Eastern Religious Thought in which I learned a little bit about Buddhism. What I remember is that Buddhists believe that all Earthly pursuits, no matter how pleasurable, ultimately lead to pain because eventually they end; that the way to reach Nirvanah is, thus, to forsake all worldy pleasures.

It´s hot here in the DR in July. No news there. One thing we like to do on these lazy hot days is to walk to Sirena, the DR´s version of Costco, and hang out in the cool, air conditioned space for awhile. The problem with this plan, I find, is that eventually we have to leave. I think the Buddhists have it right.

Parenthetically, we also go to Sirena to get ice cream; a worldy pleasure that I would never give up as Nirvanah without ice cream is not a place I would like to spend eternity.

On the camp front, last night a neighbor of Doña Yolanda´s (that´s Tanya´s mom for those of you new to the blog) came by the house at midnight knocking on the front door. La Doña went to speak with her. Today, we found out that the neighbor, whose older daughter will be one of our campers, really wanted her eight year old daughter to go as well. Wow! If our little camp is yielding late night requests such as this, we must be on to something, right? Of course, the pessimist inside me, striving to get out, would say that the mother just wanted some alone time.  But we´ll keep Mr. Pessimist on the wraps for now.

It´s 7 O´clock on Sunday night. The camp starts tomorrow and only about half of the campers have been contacted and told of the new camp hours. No worries. I´m sure it´ll all work out.