Singing bowls in the sky

Today is an especially portentous day. I dropped Louise off at the hospital for her second hip replacement earlier and then stopped by Health Records at the Cancer Agency to see if my MRI report had perchance arrived. And indeed it had. I simply could not believe my eyes when I learned that all of my tumours had shrunk by 10%+. In addition, no new tumours have appeared. I still need to get the images to Philadelphia for a second opinion as sometimes they can see new tumours when others cannot, and they have always proved right too.

Nevertheless, I am in cautiously celebratory mood as I look ahead and see only sunny days. This is a magical moment on my most peculiar journey. My gratitude extends infinitely to all those who support me, medically, physically, emotionally and spiritually. I am indeed bowed in reverence. This earth is perfect in every way. Thank you for this perfect moment when everything and nothing is possible. For some inexplicable reason I can hear intermittent sonorous reverberations, as if from a giant Tibetan singing bowl in the sky. Peace and love.