I’m grateful for the persistent question from the Power of Now – “what problem are you having right now?” The answer is usually nothing.
I was standing in the rain with Happy, who was quietly munching some tall grass, and realized I was having an argument in my head with someone I’ve never met. For no reason. I was also listing over and over all the things I want to do this evening, and fretting about whether I’ll have time.
What problem am I having right now?
The air smells like thunder and honeysuckle.
The cool rain on my face feels great.
All around me the trees are green and yellow and white and luscious.
It’s not even a problem that I’m getting rain soaked, my robe and heater and cup of tea are right across the street.
(Unlike some rains in New Zealand, when I was certain my clothes and I would never be dry or warm again. But come to think of it, I was wrong then too.)