Presence

Loss and holding on.  Every bike looks like my bike, and even garden hoses bear resemblance to my old lock.  Two days ago my friend didn't come home on time and my worry covered so many corners of projected memories.  Seeing the world as it is, in the present moment. The habit of taking things for granted, taking people for granted.  And the cultivation of being with them as fully as possible that we may never need the reminder.