As summer draws to its close, so does my latest draft, and I find myself reflecting on all the fun I’ve had, both drinking in the heat and sun and drinking in the joy of putting a new book down on paper. It amazes me how quickly time goes by now, quicker every day it seems, but as fast as the river travels, I try to remind myself of the beauty all around me and of the joy I find in it. Mindfulness is sometimes elusive, but when I reach out for it, I find it there, waiting for me, as if I never left.
So here’s to productivity and the whirling of the world, and here’s to the still silence in the center of it.