My endless search for…
…something. When all I really need is what is right in front of me, unseen while I strain my eyes trying to look into the future.
The smell of fresh baked bread.
A hand on my shoulder.
The sound of a violin.
When I can relax and turn down the volume of my thought making machine, it all seems so clear. This moment, right here, right now, is all that is needed, is all that is required of me. To be here and fully embrace that which is present. To enjoy the feel of my fingers pressing down on the keys, the flickering of the candlelight, and the sound of my lover gently sleeping beside me. I can be with these things wherever I wander.
Based on a journal entry from 3.19.17