I’m always in a hurry. But I’m already where I am going. I have to remind myself while performing a task- relax, breathe, and be in the moment. My fractured brain with it’s permanent short fused wiring makes my body and mind leap ahead. No amount of meditation has changed that.
But diligence and mindfulness helps to slow me down and soak it all in. I’d given up walking the long distances down the road a few years ago due to a loss in energy. But I’ve started again it feels so great! I can do this. It must be the iron supplement the bariatric surgeon encouraged me to take. Those who have had gastric bypass surgery don’t absorb nutrients well. Too bad no one ever told me.
I look out over the meadow as my sneakers make a crunch in the gravel. Crisp green grass fills the slope decorated with yellow splashes of dandelions. Trees stark and grey with tips frosted in an array of differently colored buds edge the background. At the top of this canvas lies a brilliant blue sky dappled with cotton puff clouds. With no camera in my pocket I will have to store this magnificence in memory.