I used to meditate quit a bit, daily actually. However, of late, I’ve not been doing it and can feel, from time to time, a bit unsettled. Looks like it’s time to return to that and become an observer of my thoughts, again, rather than a participant. Thoughts are interesting things … they are that grand drama, that movie that plays out in your head, always seeking to take you away from the here and now and transport you to the past, or a “possible” future. It gets tiring playing that game. Fortunately, I still have my cushion and lots of nice, quiet spots to meditate.

I happened upon this shot in Washington Square Park in NYC, near the campus of NYU. It happened to be early in the morning during one of my walks.

A short walk to South Carolina
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