Great Spring Sesshin – Lydia House – St. Dorothy's Rest

Main Altar
Kitchen Clappers
End of Day Ceremony Ritual Gear
Calligraphy practice supplies
Carrot by Brian Howlett



Freesia and mums
Lydia House kitchen

Dining Hall
The hills surrounding St. Dot's





Han – Call to meditation
Kitchen Ritual Gear

Outdoor Walking Meditation Line

Guanyin
Iris
Lydia House
Handmade Pasta drying

Tea Strainers
Pasta al pesto
Rakusu
Dust Mop Pasta bliss
(Not compost)
Rose
Salt
Tea bowl











White mum



Buddha's Birthday Garden Party May 2015




















Earth, my dearest, I will.
Oh believe me, you no longer need your springtimes to win me over — one of them, ah, even one, is already too much for my blood. Unspeakably, I have belonged to you, from the first.


— Rainer Maria Rilke, Duino Elegies



Our home here in the northern hemisphere is tilting away from the sun, the early morning and evening light is taking on a honeyed tinge, and we can sense that the long summer is ending.
It's becoming the time of equinox, of equal days and nights. 
We come together to sit in silence to witness this turning and acknowledge the changes that are happening even as we speak. Though we'll have many days of Indian Summer yet to come, the changing light tells us it's time to begin to gather in, to assess what has been given, to offer gratitude. Please join us in this gathering as we sit together on Monday Nights.