The standard text that comes with the award reads:
This award is bestowed upon a fellow blogger whose blog content or design is, in the giver’s opinion, brilliant. This award is about bloggers who post from their heart, who oftentimes put their heart on display as they write from the depths of their soul.”
The recipient needs to speak or brag of receiving the award, name 7 blogs they find awesome and then list 10 honest things about themselves.
7 Wonderful Blogs
Many blogs I read have already been tagged for an Honest Scrap award. Here are Buddhist-based blogs that I think are incredible and which (I believe) have not received the honor. In alphabetical order:
1. A Sacred Friendship: Personal, deep and kind.
2. Aging As A Spiritual Practice: It comes. What will we do?
3. Dangerous Harvests: Literate and engaged.
4. Flatbed Sutra: A stunning work.
5. Mountain Practice: A different kind of walking.
6. Puerhan: Joy in every post.
7. Somewhere in Dhamma: Real people in a real place.
10 Honest Things About Me That You May Not Have Known
1. I'm an Eagle Scout.
2. In the 1980s and 1990s, I spent real money on Georgio Armani clothing. Suits, jackets, sweaters, slacks, shirts, ties, shoes. Real money. Most of these beautiful garments haven't been worn in years.
3. I have the "world's largest" collection of postcards of Italian Renaissance portraiture. It's a big stack. What on earth am I going to do with these?
4. I was a very aggressive rock climber for 25 years until my daughter was born, at which point I stopped cold. I don't miss it.
5. I completed the better part of a dissertation for a PhD in Philosophy. Then I decided to become a professional modern dancer - which over the long haul has proven more useful than any PhD.
6. I'm mostly retired. Which is not as boring as it might sound - there's always software. Our little team has produced a few darned good products. Check out:
7. I have traveled long distances to see specific works of art (for example, to see Paolo Uccello's The Hunt in the Forest at the Ashmolean Museum in Oxford, England).
8. During my longest solo retreat, a lot of genuinely weird stuff happened. Like the skunk that sprayed under the cabin every morning at 4:30 a.m. when I'd start chanting. Even weirder stuff stank up my mind. Who woulda thought that incense permeated my little corner of the universe?!?
9. I'm at the age when the body no longer cooperates. I'll never again run after a frisbee.
10. I really enjoy a well-made cup of coffee. Yet another reason to live in Seattle.
So there are 10 sentences in a row that begin with "I." May that never occur again!