I Live in a Painting
Last night I stood on a high cliff overlooking the ocean. A waterfall to my left. A full moon above me. I felt tears of happiness to be in that place. I felt like I walked into a painting and became part of it.
Today we walked under the bright sun, visiting shops along the ocean, buying books, clothes, and more. Shop owners were smiles and hearts. Discounts came easily. The moment was beautiful.
Tonight I relaxed in a hot tub while the ocean waves slapped the beach not far from me. I relaxed into the arms of the moment.
Each moment is gone yet remains alive in my mind.
Which is real -- the reality or the memory?
Or - just this?
PS - Work is piling up back home. Sometimes it sneaks into my awareness and stresses me. I keep saying, "Be here now." THIS is it. In this moment, all is well. Isn't that true for you, too?
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