This afternoon I sat outside Gateway Park in the Tonawanda’s. I was basking in the sun and the solitude as I waited for a family to arrive for their photo shoot. I found a nearby bench where I sat and dropped my gear by my side. I looked toward th heavens and was amazed by the blue of the sky. I slid down on the bench, leaned my head back, closed my eyes and allowed the sun to warm my face.
As I sat in near silence I listened to the sounds which did make their appearance. Boats silently sliced through the water, bicyclists slowly rode by on the nearby bike path their tires making a whirring sound as they passed close by my head. The path was also shared with runners and walkers. The only sound emanating from those bipedal was the slap, slap of their shoes on the pavement. The smells of Fall were also there to be noticed. Leaves rustled and crunched as they were stepped on by passersby. The smell of grass and water mingled and brought back memories of childhood.
These sounds and smells inspired me to reach for my journal and fountain pen. As pen touched paper thoughts poured forth. Minutes later the family I was to photograph began to arrive in a staggered fashion. I quickly scribbled the remaining thoughts which begged to be captured before I capped and pocketed my pen.
After completing the shoot I repacked my gear and retraced my steps to my scooter as I donned my backpack and thought of a scooter ride along the canal. The weather was perfect for such a ride. The road as winding and the traffic was little as most people were watching the Bills game.
I zipped along the roadway taking in the sights, sounds and smells which are usually unavailable when driving in a car. I thought how lucky I am to be healthy and to be able to enjoy the natural beauty which surrounds me.
The day wore on, I returned home, the Bills won, dinner was complete. I read the remainder of the paper and relaxed outside. Darkness came and I felt a slight unease. The weekend had come to an end and the work week would commence. I went to bed and found sleep difficult. I was kept company by a litany of thoughts which rambled about my head. Monkey mind as we say in Buddhism. My thoughts drifted to my photography and my desire to make this business full-time and self-supporting. My efforts continue to fall short. Many reasons are to blame.
I came across this quote which I believed summed up my feelings about what I have written so far…the Dalai Lama when asked what surprised him most about humanity answered, “Man. Because he sacrifices his health in order to make money. Then he sacrifices money to recuperate his health. And then he is so anxious about the future that he does not enjoy the present, the result being that he does not live in the present or the future; he lives as if he us never going to die and then he dies having never really lived.”