Summer | unscripted 2018 - #2 - Mailbox Buddha

Pause on descent through soaring sandstone walls of Red Rock Canyon.

For real -- feel morning's copper glow on sweaty face.

No app for that.

Home to laptop! Hurry-hurry, hang on tight -- thoughts boiled to surface on ascent, like:

Canyon magic worth writing about comes from paying attention in the canyon, not pondering what needs to be said.

Too much invades, distorts, discolors experience -- plans, ambition, worry, words, eyes on path instead of view.​

Where trail fades to street, parkland to property, a gift --

Mailbox Buddha.

Floating above. Gesture firm, calm. Reminder, presence --

Only let in what gives you peace.