It's a Wonderful Life

Woke up this morning thinking, I still living in the same town a few miles from the house of my childhood. Unusual for a person who spends so much time thinking about future events. In the moment, not this guy, planning, forecasting, positioning, successful at it, most would say yes. A useful business trait, no doubt.

This morning was different, the lofty perch of the visionary felt, well less lofty, and a bit empty. Future thoughts gave way to past moments now lost, were talking, listening to the silence, type moments. Not planned events, but the often overlooked daily spontaneous moments that can bring joy and peace to the soul.

The epiphany, "Zuzu Bailey's rose petal", live in the present, in the now, in the moment. The challenge came from that inner voice in a whisper saying, nothing new, old stuff, boring....

Not this time, the breaks are on, turning onto that dusty old road, for me, the one less traveled.