How to get the humidity up

 

Just with my body moisture, I usually have a bit of condensation in the bathroom window. But last night I had had a faucet dripping all night, because the pipes were in danger of freezing.

And thus there was a burst of humidity from that steady dripping.

I wondered if it will dry up during the day. Yes, it was mostly gone by noon with the sun shining into the other room's windows. This one faces north, and between the blinds and the little curtain of two layers, I am able to keep most of the coldness from streaming into the bathroom. In mountain areas, the north wind just pushes against everything, even when you can't tell it's there. But possibly this has contributed to the plants blooming away in the window in the bedroom. I'm just a little hot house on one side, here!

Today's quote:

Observe your own body. It breathes. 

You breathe when you are asleep, when you are no longer conscious of your own ideas of self-identity.
Who, then, is breathing? 

The collection of information that you mistakenly think is you is not the protagonist in this drama called the breath. In fact, you are not breathing; breath is naturally happening to you. 

You can purposely end your own life, but you cannot purposely keep your own life going. The expression, 'my life' is actually an oxymoron, a result of ignorance and mistaken assumption. 

You don't possess life; life expresses itself through you. 
Your body is a flower that life let bloom, a phenomenon created by life.

—Ilchi Lee