Finally, the spiders and glitter pumpkins have come. I dropped Abby off at doggy-day-care, first time in a couple weeks while we waited out a dog cough going around town. God, she was so happy. I watched from the car as she greeted, threw invitations to play at all her friends (paw on head, bow, jump away joyfully)...Sangha, we can't live well without it. A bit from Wake Up: How to Practice Zen (pre-order and help my world: https://amzn.to/2ZogTqV:)...) "Community is sometimes likened to a rock polisher: students bump into one another, help work off the rough edges, and shine each other up a bit. It can actually be easy, given some quiet time to chill, to convince oneself...'Hey, no problems here.' That attitude—developed in solitude, with no opportunity for awareness of the trouble we're causing left and right—depends on interaction to 'remedy.' It's just hard to see alone when we've got a bad case of 'Zen stink' —many varieties exist; all have a scent of being full of oneself and calling it dharma. A teacher and community tend to clear this from the system pretty quickly."