Thursday, October 18, 2012

Be here now

Riding the train between Chicago and Ann Arbor, I notice the girl across the aisle has taken off her shoes. A tattoo on the side of her foot reads "Be Here Now."

As I gaze sleepily out the window, it occurs to me that's just what train (or long-distance bus) travel encourages: Faced with hours of forward motion along a predetermined route, with no control over where or when you stop, the traveler's mind drifts readily into a meditative state.

Light and clouds play across the sky, wind-blown leaves whip down the track, weathered farmhouses fade into the trees, two stenciled eyes gaze back from the wall of a utility shed, skyscrapers rise in the distance.

All here, now, but just for a moment before disappearing past the window, carrying with them any pain over what's been left behind.


misk said...

..and I so need such a ride...
thanks for the blog, reading it is quite moving especially now that I'm an İstanbullu in Seattle!

Michele Mary said...

I came to your beautiful and important blog via Zester. This post gave me an inexplicable lump in my throat. You write beautifully here! I wish you time to write to your heart's desire in 2013!

The Turkish Life said...

Thank you both for the lovely comments! Happy new year!