It is 4:30 as I begin to write; so far I have allowed the day to flow—very little planning, more acting on the whim of the moment. Of course, being a routine kind of person, I did some of the usual; up at 5:30, coffee, sticky bun (from Sturbridge via the freezer), reading, thinking, watching the clouds in front of the sunrise, email, oatmeal, jigsaw puzzle, more reading, more watching. The impulse of the moment found me napping at 10:30 and taking a walk at 3, two activities I didn’t plan in advance. They just happened. It doesn’t sound like much, but is big as far as living in the NOW is concerned.
Most freeing of all was that I didn’t look at my email all day after closing it down at 8:30 this morning. I know, I know, I started that habit a few weeks ago, but then only followed through for two days-- hardly habitual. Once again I’m aware of how hourly email keeps me away from the silence, solitude and simplicity that I so long for and that have the opportunity to experience up here.
When I go home tomorrow I’ll be planning and checking but I’m hoping that occasionally I can enjoy living the NOW.