One of the activities I engage in everyday when possible is a walk along the Tomebamba River near my home in Cuenca, Ecuador. During this walking meditation my mind wonders along with that of the river. I love the sound of water. When the river is high, it blocks out the sounds of the city and my mind transcends to other worlds while my feet remain firmly in contact with the cobblestoned path. This path for a little while becomes a Yellow Brick Road into my own thoughts and life.
Tao Writer (April 17, 1948 -)
I Am Happy
During my walk this morning. I said out loud to myself,
“I AM HAPPY.”
It startled me. Not that I was happy, but that I spoke it out loud to me, and we both concurred. I was taken back to an experience I received during my stay at Esalen. I wrote the poem, “Say It” about that encounter. It appears here.
The therapist in me starts immediately asking questions.
“Were you unhappy before?”
The brain engages and starts indexing for emotional status for the last thirty days. Click, click, click.
“No record of happiness here.”
The heart chimes in.
“There is now.”
I love this river.
Random thoughts and experiences while I walk and live to The Roll of the Tomebamba.
An essay I wrote about “Happiness” appears here.