Anne (netmouse) wrote,


My mom loaned me Never have your dog stuffed (and other things I've learned), by Alan Alda. I'm really enjoying it -- man, did he have a strange childhood. Also in my currently slow reading process is a book Kathy loaned me called Blue Highways, by William Least Heat Moon. This morning I ran across something I thought I'd share:

Sitting full in the moment, I practiced on the god-awful dificulty of just paying attention. It's a contention of Heat Moon's --believing as he does that any traveler who misses the journey misses about all he's going to get-- that a man becomes his attentions. His observations and curiousity, they make and remake him.

Lately my focus is just about shot, especially at work. So I'm finding it interesting to see where my attentions wander, and to observe what that might say about me and what I should plan on doing, a few years down the road.
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