I was driving around my beloved city yesterday, in my new truck. Enjoying the higher view, the blasting AC, and the smell of new. Feeling comfortable, safe, excited, while wanting adventure. I was thinking about all kinds of things, as I do when I drive. I was reflecting on the future, on death, on heaven, on reincarnation, on what I think I'm doing here in this life/reality. Thinking about all the people who follow structured rules thinking that doing so will get them into heaven. As if heaven even exists. Then I started thinking about what I wanted to do after I left my mortal coil, and the time I left my body and actually went and did it. A whole series of lifetimes I thought I had to wait to do and experience until I no longer had this body, but flashed in front of me - as a journey of a hundred lives - "accomplishing" all I wanted to do in those lives, as after this life. And then returning to my eyes open, here, breathing desert air. With my dog and my friends. And realizing, that ended my plan of the "afterlife". Remembering this moment in an instant as I'm driving down Venice Blvd on the way to the 10 onramp at Fairfax.
I took a breath. And I thought, well here we go, being present in this moment. This is timeless. This is heaven right here, now. Driving my truck in Los Angeles. Endless. Timeless. Presence. Bliss.
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