I did nothing today
From the patio . . . I did nothing today. I breathed. I sat. I made lunch. I walked my dogs. I looked at the sky. I scribbled. I guess that is not nothing, but none of what I did today was on a “to do” list, a calendar, or, in any way, planned. What I did today was exactly what I wanted to do at the moment I wanted to do it. It was life in stream of consciousness. What I did was slow. And present. For the first time in my remembered life, I was not focused on a goal. I was not trying to accomplish anything. I was not trying to change, judge, criticize, alter, control, or manipulate anyone or any circumstance. I have been aware for some time that life has no interest in my plans or dreams and so I dispensed with them. At least for today. I did not try to impress anyone or be worthy of praise or even acknowledgement. I did not try to justify my lack of productivity to anyone, including myself. I ignored my frightened ego. Indeed, I did not try t