Today, I could have jaunted into the city of Chiang Mai for one last dental checkup, but I decided to let it ride. Instead, I was the one who attended early morning meditation. What a treat. We performed a lying meditation focused on breathing, a sitting meditation focused on moving through the discomfort, and a walking meditation that focused on the five stages of gait (heel lift up, foot rise, movement forward, foot down, foot strike). Dwana, Viena, and Ezra showed up at the end. So many beautiful sounds of the morning, but one of the best was hearing Ezra yell, “Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!” during the quiet walking meditation. At home we wrote words on balloons and bounced them up to the ceiling. I printed out our boarding passes. Ezra and I succeesfully wrestled without anyone being hurt. he enjoyed “pulling off”my toes and gobbling them up. People are on many types of diet here, but I have not heard of the “big toe” diet. A new land calls our name. The sound of the birds will be missed, but there will be new Borneo birds I am certain.