Log in

No account? Create an account
Zer Netmouse
February 27th, 2007
07:17 am


Previous Entry Share Flag Next Entry
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.

(2 comments | Leave a comment)

[User Picture]
Date:February 27th, 2007 08:08 pm (UTC)
The question is intriguing, but my own answer is a little trite just now. Because the obvious answer is "My attention has just wandered off to LJ-land..."
[User Picture]
Date:March 2nd, 2007 01:00 am (UTC)
I remember reading Blue Highways in the 70's (I think) and being fascinated. It was one of the few non fiction books I'd read and it made me really want to travel. Steve tends to like to just get there, though he swears that given all the time in the world he would be willing to take the blue highways and just stop to see what there. Hope it helps you focus.
Netmouse on the web Powered by LiveJournal.com