grazing in the grass

It’s Sunday morning. John Tarrant Roshi presents from Santa Rosa in 30 minutes. Later, a plan to hike the Johnson Ranch, tightened laces, to explore a new ascending path my previous Tuesday eye spied climbing up and off toward the Milky Way, which I take on faith is beyond the daylight blue. Huff huff, puff puff, moo, moo.

The other day, Friday, I woke alert and began the day at two, and still, 19 hours later, I was bargaining for more time. In Massachusetts I use to see these bumper stickers – “So many pedestrians, so little time.”

Gina, my Santa Barbara Zen sidekick, recommended the David Hinton book “Hunger Mountain,” which I scored, and down the park’s clubhouse a while ago I came upon this sentence: “To see the world with this depth and clarity, sight mirroring things wholly, is always a solitary act.” Yay!! And yet…….I’m reminded of the Roger Waters album, “The Pros and Cons of Hitch Hiking.”