There’s A Gnat on My Naan

Evening from the tapas table.
( photo P Volker)

Laughing at stupid stuff again! My Rebecca and I were out at the tapas table having dinner last night. We were outside and grateful for the continued dry weather. She had made a wonderful chicken curry and we had some of the East Indian flat bread, naan, with it. And at some point I said, “There’s a gnat on my naan!” and that seemed the funniest thing. And of course life shows up right away here on the blog.

I guess we are grateful that we can still laugh at stupid stuff. That we can entertain ourselves, that we find even small things interesting and worthy. The ability to be clear enough to notice when we don’t have our brains wrapped up in worry and whatnot.

That seems one of the things that we have “figured out“ in our Caminoing around. It is really about being present. We are here in the here and now and we take notice.

Here’s how My Rebecca saw it in a post on FaceBook:

“My day: A friend who never had been
To Vashon or any other island before was visiting.
Trying to free her head from the busyness she had lived for decades.
Went down to Lisabeualah and sat on the park bench
watching the gulls play on the beach.
Then to Point Robinson where we happened to see the glorious T-pod pass by–pure joy.
Made curry for dinner and ate outside.
In the still of the evening heard the wingbeats of the raven.“

later and again loves, Felipé.

2 thoughts on “There’s A Gnat on My Naan”

  1. Now that’s what I call “Living in the Present!” And thanks, Rebecca for your lovely poem.
    Mindful loves,
    Henriette Anne

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