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How I Became Weird

When I was ten I went to a Christian summer camp called Camp Calumet. We stayed in cabins with our counselors and a dozen other kids.

By a stroke of luck my best friend Ryan and I ended up in the cabin with the cool counselors. I don't remember either of their names, or even what they looked like, but I remember that one of them had a sticker on his guitar case that asked, "Y B Normal?"

It was a cheesy sticker, of course, but as an impressionable kid it made me think. My counselor was probably the coolest guy I knew at the time, so I instantly equated being not normal with being cool.

Carpe Diem: Shikoku Pilgramage Temple #6, Anrakuji, Temple for the Healing Buddha

On like an apple

Busy these days but trying to respond to the prompts at Carpe Diem now and then, here is a quick one.

This month Kristjaan's prompts take us on the Shikoku pilgrimage. Today's stop is a temple dedicated to the Medicine Buddha, whose twelve vows included this one that I think is beautiful: "to help beings follow the Moral Precepts, even if they failed before."

And now a haiku on this theme.

I know you will fall, and you will fall again, and you will rise once more.

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