(it means) Freedom Union

Day of mindfulness. Les’s parents coming over for dinner, so spent the afternoon hours cleaning our house top to bottom. Wanted to keep the music off, but Les isn’t doing the same practice as me, so used the aversion to the music as a practice of mindfulness in itself and then softened to the point where that dissolved. Once we had the place in decent shape, had a 15 minute sit on a clean carpet in the bedroom. Wondered about making an altar / regular sitting place in the house. Spare room maybe? Oh and practice felt okay today. Nothing major came up.

I think I look angered in this picture though. Sort of appropriate.