Different writing seat, out of the house.  Downtown Vacaville after an errand.

What am I looking for?  What is the destination?  Maybe I don’t want one.  Starting to see that trouble often materializes from an obsession with finality.  Wanting to finish, wanting to reach ‘it’, wanting a reward or pay out, a broken ribbon.

I’ve realized this before in others and myself, but today there a new hold.  And it reaches everything.  BE IN THE MOMENT, FOCUS ON THE MOMENT, someone told me I think up to 20 years ago.

And here I am, 46 and seeing the application.

My design and composition, moment and way, principle habit and practice is different.  All from realizing the short reality to our day-to-day.  Days, brief.  And how many more do we have?

We don’t know, so…. Be present.  Be grateful.  Be in LOVE.  Yes, love.

With everything.  All the dimensions to your immediate reality.  

And all this, realized in a new writing spot in downtown Vacaville.  Random, but not.  In any way.