what’s that sound

I never turned the ignition key in my Camry yesterday. I meant to. I planned to. The plan was to go to the Moreland Theater – old-time, one big screen – for a one o’clock show, which would have been me going to a movie for the first time in nearly five years. The day had other plans. The motivational speaker Les Brown asks, “Can we meet conditions as we find them?” The Zen Roshi John Tarrant says, “Things are not as they appear, nor are they otherwise.” It’s somewhere in all that.

The sound went out on this computer – a frequent fun feature since I installed Windows 11 – so I did what I do and restarted and, yay, the sound came back, and, boo, nearly everything was wiped away. Including my file with passwords. Annie Hall would say, “Ladeeda.” I went clawing through boxes of important papers but couldn’t find the password sheets – meeting conditions as I found them, I have since hand-written a new one – and eventually I peered through a couple of back-doors and got many things available again – including this blog space so you can read this, and the Pacific Zen Institute site, allowing me to sign-up for and attend my long-standing Tuesday Koan group last night.

I did stay here in the attic and stream a movie my son Cameron had been wanting me to see, and late afternoon with the rain subsiding, went for a pretty long walk, my newly-bummed right knee cooperating good enough. When I came home from the walk I found an email in Gmail – which was also gone for a while – asking if I’d like to have an in-person interview for the part-time job I Zoom-interviewed for last week.

Which may be conditions finding me as I am. I said yes.