Joy is the way
As of today, May 7, 2024, I am standing atop eight decades of experiencing existence as a me of the body, and I must say, ‘Tis a grand view. To look back or to look forward is meaningless. I see the moment and that is all. The rest is judgment and hope, so I look upon the past as its witness and let the future tend to itself. The river within, which is my true nature, knows the way. I am learning to let it run its course. Even after eighty years, I do not know, so I let the river be and live in joy, moment by moment. Joy is the way of the river’s path, at least in my book of life.
Rollin’ down the highway of life.