It’s hard to be an observer with a dirty windshield

    This is a metaphor for me. When I lose flexibility in my thinking and I don’t clean the windshield in my mind of “We’ve always done it that way,” or don’t confuse me with the facts or all the other dogmatic stuff that can hide enlightenment. That’s when my observations become less insightful and more likely to fail and I miss out on enjoying an “aha” moment. So I want a clean windshield for reality and common sense to shine through but doesn’t have to sparkle all the time, making foggy mornings a time to close up shop for a little while and relax. 

                                 See Ya, 

                                  Jack