Spring, that warming time a Zen friend once indelicately but aptly described as "tit season," is coming.
In spring, everyone gets undressed and it is a relief somehow ... out from under the weights and coverings of an earlier time.
An ahhhh that will soon enough be the new normal -- nothing to write home about.
Sometimes I think spiritual endeavor amounts to little more than getting naked.
Wouldn't it be nice if getting naked were as easy as taking all your clothes off?