Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Living in the Now
Aware of my reptile brain staging a coup d'etat, I remembered to relax. I was hungry and found a pear. I love pears - the shape, color, the subtle fragrance, the singular texture. Draped from the ceiling tiles in my bathroom sanctuary is a holiday garland from years ago; the paint is peeling off the pears hanging from the vine. The walls are painted with my favorite riverbank plants. Jewelweed, Chicory, Queen Anne's Lace, Crown Vetch, wild Bergamot, Trillium, Bird's-foot Trefoil, tall waving grasses. The floor is a painted river. I shut off my computer and ate my pear. I drew the pear. And I write about the experience here. Joy is living in the now.