What happens when we fall of the ox?
Well I get my ass back on the cushion and brush off and try again.
Which brings me to a point. Falling off is almost expected. Not every Buddha out there was really crazy on sitting all the blasted time. They, like everyone else, fell down. They just got back up again.
So here is to falling off the ox and getting back on.
Ciao.
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