Be here now, Ram Das said.
My license plate holder reads: “I’d Rather Be Here Now.”
John Muir said to saunter.
Sometimes when I am so in that moment, in the now-ness of it all, that there is only a slash of sunshine and deep woods, I forget to take pictures, photo potential in my pocket, the convenience of a cell phone and not the heavy long lens that hung around my neck for years.
Thus today, a stellar day, a collection of now, as I walked a kinko through Whatcom Falls Park as part of the Haiku Society of America Northwest Regional gathering. The joy of seeing old friends, of being with poets with nutmeg cookies in the sky words, leaving me wordless and smiling. I am so blessed by those I know.
Thank you all.