Wondering how to get back to the autobiography I intended to write, I went for a walk today using an umbrella, FOR SHADE!! I laughed at my careful descent into sensitivity (descentivity?).
Susan and I talk about the possibility of sharing just one vehicle and every now and then I try on the practicality of it. It's hard to surrender old notions of convenience and comfort. I picture finding an old shopping cart to push around for doing errands and laugh at myself again.
Twirling my blue and white umbrella, I walked by some homes with sprinklers going over huge lawns. Really? And yet, it seemed more homes than ever were all cactus and desert plants. One hopes that is the trend. We are slow to change our ways.
Old prickly pear giant stands
a discarded ping pong paddle structure
and so many tons of water
gathered one drop at a time
over a hundred desert years.
Across the street
a thousand years of water husbandry
the marriage of rock and rain
flows promiscuously over fifty pounds of seed.
Above the whispers of green grass promises
something dark and fiery takes triumphant flight.
Once upon a time, I traveled far for adventure and to test myself. I learned much from seeing how other people lived and from being challenged to figure things out on the move. So, it doesn't seem fair, does it, for someone like me who has traveled so much to be writing things like this?
The Future of Travel
Now and then,
my attention surprises me
by joining me where I am
rather than racing ahead
Midst the crush of converging
urges to be elsewhere
at irreconcilably different paces
humans in automobiles
on congested roadways
are toxic
to serenity's presence
Self-powered
on foot or bicycle
I am more likely to move with more
of myself connected and attentive
Sure, it helps to not be in a hurry
for some particular need but
instead reaching for the dangling fruit
at the heart of an exotic
vacation location
But what stress
what disruption
what cost to be somewhere
far away
understaffed, overpriced
crowded with others clamoring
for indulgence
relaxation?
What if
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