Irony

July 20, 2018

I’ve worked for two days to put into words my first experience of a Singing Bowl Meditation. Such an evening deserved to be described.  So I did.

And then I went stumbling around unfamiliar territory–Facebook–to find out when the next Singing Bowl meditation would be.  In this quest, I was unsuccessful.  But then, I found a picture. Oh wait, who’s the gal in glasses with the dark red Snuggli in her lap? That would be me!  Evidently there was a stealth-photographer in the room.  Read what you will from the image.  For my word-account, see next Wednesday’s posting.

Author: Phoebe Dishman

Phoebe H. Dishman was born and raised in Beaumont, Texas. She is a wife, mother, and grandmother. An essayist and poet, she teaches adult Sunday school, compiles a monthly prayer calendar, edits the Big Thicket Association quarterly bulletin, and keeps a keen eye and ear open for birds. View all posts by Phoebe Dishman