y godmother/mother-in-law and I went to see Eckhart Tolle tonight, yes the same one of Oprah fame. We got the tickets last month before I knew he would be catapulted to stardom, which is sort of amusing. Actually everything is amusing after experiencing Eckhart Tolle. He's the fulfillment of the expression "it's so true it's funny" except it's also tragic that it's so difficult to really be here for the present moment, when that's all that ever was and will be. Everything one hopes and dreams for, to recognize us and exalt us with happiness and joy - we miss the whole thing.

Of course it's ridiculous to try to talk about it, and mad props to Eckhart for actually being able to. His complete lack of any apparent personality probably makes this so. In any case it's useless to speculate. I'm busy now breathing in and out. There are peanut M&M's on my desk. In an attempt to inject some beauty in this office where I miserably try to perform my duties, I purchased flowers yesterday at the farmer's market, and they've drunk half their water and some have opened from buds without me even seeing. But that's okay, because I'm watching now. And I'll watch and watch some more, for as long as I can until my thinking motor kicks in. There will be several more attempts for me to get this, I'm sure. But the less I think about it, the better.