Tigger, I'm a hippy, I still am, love to grow food, cooking, gardening, make clay pots and fond of my chickens. Way back then, when I was a teenager amongst the music and the dancing there was a book called Be Here Now by Baba Ram Das on all the coffee tables along with the joints, the incense, pretty stones and candles.
It sounds like such a good idea, doesn't it. The irony is how neatly it disenfranchises you from managing your own present. In my early 40's I stopped meditating and I remember Promising myself that I would let myself think about the past and the future as much as I wanted.
If I hadn't done that, if I hadn't stopped jamming my brain from building a grounded picture that has a past and a future I don't know if I'd ever have got away from that marriage.
When I discovered my ex (together 37 years) was gay my first thought was this is my get out of jail free card, but I didn't think of getting away, I still loved him. When I realised he was going to keep lying to my face I took a step back and watched him. The point where I realised he expected me to care for him and look after him and do what he wanted me to the same as ever, something happened - it was a distinct feeling, like the last coin rolling out of the piggy bank he had used up my love. I didn't love him any more.
It took 18 months to get a divorce but when I finally moved here my bursts of tears over our marriage were me feeling sorry for me, not missing him.
edited to add having enjoyment in the present is great, Blackie, glad to hear things are going well for you.
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