Dale wrote:Share your dilemma with him.
The monk no longer lives here. The neighbor lady asked him to leave. Now he's somewhere in central Oregon living with another lady...somewhere near Antelope (Rajneeshpuram) where the BHAGWAN use to hang out.
Also, check to see if he can handle a chainsaw. Maybe he could help you.
Nah, the neighbor lady said he was lazy. Besides, we'd probably just end up talking a lot when I should be working...and him wanting some silence. I'll bet he did have some very interesting insights though. He really was a lot of fun to be around. For me anyway.
I helped him reroof his cabin one day. The guy was a riot. He'd watch me shoving the long sheets of metal up on the roof where they'd come to a rest and not slide back down. He spent about an hour or two trying to do that himself, but his sheets always came back down. Dangerous! He wouldn't give up though till he'd acquired the right touch.
Later that evening, at dinner, he showed me how monks wash dishes. I'll not go into detail.