Some notes I took on July 27, 1993 recently resurfaced here; they tell of a hike one evening in Torrey Pines State Reserve, a parklike strip of land along the Pacific coastline just north of San Diego, California. I wrote:
:"~6 pm --- walked ~5 miles --- from Sheraton hotel past golf course & driving range --- down road (closed to cars) into nature area --- to visitor center/ranger station --- called home & chatted briefly --- walked out to ocean along "Beach Trail" & took side path to Yucca Point --- excellent view of surf --- high cliffs --- steep path down to beach at Flat Rock --- tide high, some spray/splash --- a couple of other hikers along the way --- 3 rabbits (two little ones) & some birds --- return via Broken Hill Trail --- good views again at tops of ridges --- quiet --- brush burned alongside trail (South Fork). Back ~8pm"
Pedestrian prose (pun intended!) ... yet those words brought to mind again the image of one of those bunnies crouched under a dry bush, of crashing surf, and of sandy paths winding among semi-desert plants. I recall looking at an arbitrary leaf on a twig at the end of a branch and telling myself, "Remember this moment!"
But to be honest, I don't recall it, at least not with any degree of detail. Life has too many moments to record them all. But I do remember the self-admonition to store that memory, and if I scratch my head I can conjure up some mental pictures of the situation. They're probably fictional. Maybe that's good enough....
TopicPersonalHistory - TopicLife - Datetag20010905
Eastern philosophies deal a lot with "experience in the moment" and trying to still the incessant chatter in the head. This can be good for two reasons:
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