Haiku #2

Worth the Wait

Weathered wooden fence
Drooping skies, Surya hiding
Waiting heart bursts forth

Waiting for THIS

Each day of waiting for this trip to begin seemed to include another simple, everyday milestone--finishing the Belgian butter, washing out the honey jar--little things that would leave the house just a little more empty.  There was also the first taste of blackberries and, today, the first Asian Lily blooms. 
The aphorism "worth the wait" makes me smile now.

Journey to the Journey

It has been a journey getting ready for the journey. Is that it, again?  It reminds me of learning the "Total Quality Management" lesson that an organization can't "do" a TQM event and have it stick. Processing has to become a way of doing business.  So, here it is again. Each moment is your life, not what is coming up, which might never actually arrive.  It isn't a single realization, it has to be lived moment to moment.

So it is with the grand Summer 2015 US 70 road trip. For the past two weeks I have lived in a space of anticipation, dealing with all the realities of a burglary and stolen car. Each day readying to depart and each day encountering the next glitch--  The auto part didn't come in; when it did come in the part didn't have all the parts; when the additional part arrived, it was defective  So, reordering the whole thing.  Eventually it is just wearying and the enlightening aspects of recognizing that it is only "stuff" after all seem just trite.

Finally, there just isn't enough time to take a leisurely drive and photo shoot across the country and still be in Santa Barbara as planned.  So Monday I fly to LAX.

Haiku #1

Lady in Waiting

Two keys gone missing
Hal inside the Jetta speaks:
"Decision is mine."