In the Open

In the Open

The day is balmy
with segmented clouds.
The African tulip tree
spreads its boughs wide
over the seated ones
as well as the one who stands in front of us,
leading us to ground our feet,
relax our arms with hands palms up
and to go inside ourselves
to watch our breath
and be in the now,
in the state that she calls openness.

To be in the future is not openness, she says,
and to be in the past is not openness.
Only the now is really living.
And it occurs to me
that when I think I want a cup of coffee
and leave my studio to go in search of it,
then, in the kitchen,
can’t remember what I’m there for,
(and the reason why so many
friends my age are doing the same)
is because we are in this state of openness
more frequently
as we get older.
Wanting a cup of coffee is in the future,
and remembering we wanted a cup of coffee
a few minutes ago
is having to remember the past.

Standing here in the kitchen
listening to the baby birds’
loud cheeps
from their nest in the kitchen overhang
is being in the now.
And so it is that all of us, as we age,
are in the deepest stages of meditation
most of the time
and should not worry so much
about Alzheimer’s or dementia,
because we are where Tibetan monks
and ladies leading meditiation
would have us be.

Open. Living the now
with increasingly
less memory
for what was
or was to be.

 

The Ragtag prompt today is open.

9 thoughts on “In the Open

  1. Christine Goodnough

    I like this thought! I would have said it’s because my mind is so full that individual ideas have to jostle for a space and get squeezed between this and that other thought. Now I’ll have to think of just being OPEN to the now. 🙂

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  2. koolkosherkitchen

    Thank you, Judy, for putting a positive spin on the age when “carpe diem” morphs into “carpe momentum.” The main text I am using for Lasting Joy Club get-togethers is called Life Is Now! by Zelig Pliskin. It does have its joys; as my husband remarks, “You never get bored; you meet new people all the time.”

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  3. Marilyn Armstrong

    I feel much the same way. And then, there is recognizing that stuff we thought was important isn’t important. Not anymore. We are not wondering about our future or trying to figure out what we will do with our lives. We did our lives. Now, we are merely trying to enjoy them.

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