I never considered myself a collector of anything. I always found it a bit silly. Unfortunately in 2004 I had a "real" Birthday. My son was old enough to understand the concept of Feb. 29th. And the quirks that come with having that birthday. On all the Leap Year pages, the mascot is the frog. To a six year old boy, this is like being handed the best gift ever! It now made it perfectly ok to bring home frogs. He knew he could emotionally blackmail me with my being a "Leaper". LOL Subsequently, I have a collection of frogs. My P.I.C and I were out shopping one afternoon for her bedroom, when we can across these cool frogs. They were Big statues of frogs in a meditation position. We had great fun with them but were not about to spend the money they were asking for them. We have made the Zen Buddha frogs part of our language and lives. When life gets crazy, P.I.C and I go Zen Buddha Frog. Life has been a bit weird lately and my P.I.C brought this to me the other day! She made it. I love my P.I.C! There is a difference between a good BJ and a bad BJ.
Perhaps I will meditate to the photo of the frog...let's see what peace it will bring. If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly.
canyaz replies on 8/6/2008 10:53 am: I will do the same...we could do it together. It would be even more peaceful if my legs were over yours and we could rock gently. Wow the frog is working already!