Sitting in the art gallery all day listening to the koan speaker.

The whole world is medicine so what am I?

Slowing I watched a table size rectangle of sunlight move across the room wilting everything in it's heat. The elephant in the room. People shifted, moved as the light moved closer to their cushion.

And still we stayed, listened. learned.

Robert prepared a luscious lunch, a breeze came up to cool the room.

I have no complaints at all.