The Now...

Been wanting to blah,blah, blog for sometime now..now that I'm all set up...haven't much to say! Guess these things will come in spurts.like writing, when the spirit moves me...here goes...

Living in the moment. Just what does that mean for you? Many an author have written self-empowering books on the subject...I can just as easily quote the trite yet true saying, The reason they call the 'present', a 'present', is because the past is over and the future isn't guaranteed. Of course this river runs a lil' deeper than that...one can become too obsessed with past occurrences, be they positive or negative. There's nothing wrong with reminiscing, we do it all the time, besides, how can you learn from a mistake if you don't process it...rerun the events in your mind..to learn from what went wrong ? The older one becomes, the past becomes a refuge of comfort or a frightening truth. It's totally up to you what memories you conjure up and why? Some of us become so obsessed with the past  that we find it difficult to let go. Now, every one's entitled to a middle aged crisis or two. If every thing's the new something ..in this case, previous decade....because we're living longer..then I guess my turning 50 means it's the new '40s', and  so it goes. When does it become pathetic? If I were to 'sag' for example...that would indicate something to me..unless I'm a middle aged , hip hop ,pioneering mogul? At age 50, I simply don't get to 'sag'...in fact, I no longer care about the fashion statement...learned resignation, like rap..ain't goin' nowhere..not that I don't like some rap...but I digress...(note to self, try to stay on point,sir!) I have dyed my beard a few times...each time thinking back to when I couldn't wait to get some gray hair! I dress casual , wearing my hair long(now) and am comfortable in my skin. Not trying to fool anyone about my age because I never lie about it.....that's when you know something is wrong..I'd rather be told I look aiight for a fifty year old than trying to perpetrate a fraud...'uh, I'm 45, 40'..wtf?..is the difference?.people do this on dating profiles for some odd reason...contentment is critical to staying, living in the moment...when I find myself recalling a painful , unpleasant moment from the archives, I ask myself, why?..Perhaps something presently triggered the recall? I know  it's a fleeting moment of time because there are far too many pleasant, fun memories that I choose to occupy my mind. The future is what it is..a contingency..........be it a one, two, five year scenario..it must be prefaced with the ole, God willing...concrete plans require deliberate, concrete steps within the present in order to fulfill a deadline...coming out of retirement, I see that..however, there's always a plan B, or C...being flexible with the unknown that is the future helps me to row should the 'outboard' motor die.........beseeing you