Dakini Story...
a writing

This is a secret. When Ginsberg came to see Roshi and stayed over at the house, he came down to the zendo and chanted. It was a sunny afternoon. We stood under the portal while he put his shoes back on, and he asked me, "Are you the dakini of this place?"

"No," I answered, "I'm just the temple mouse."

The secret is how much I loved being asked.