The sounds of Bob Marley permeate the vicinity as the rustle of trade winds bring movement and rustling leaf resonance to the tropical foliage and trees that surround my meditative beach head. The sounds of crashing waves in the distance seem to only add to the reggae music that anchors my mindfulness here in the present. A child’s laughter is heard somewhere behind me  – bottles clanking across the street as locals say “pau” and call it a short work day. An airplane in the distance, buzzing and sputtering home from its adventure; a bird calls to its companion as the day matures and invites dusk in for a short visit.

Being mindful of the present is an amazing gift. It sits on a metaphorical island paradise all by itself. Yet there is nothing desolate or negative about being rooted in the present –  With thoughts connected to what is simply NOW, one can find a surprisingly simple and unfettered gift. To be connected to the present, sans of fear and the past and future and fantasy; to be rooted in the present moment of life and your surroundings… Wow, what a feeling of clarity and reverence as I sit, simply soaking up sounds, sights and the thoughts driven by my mindfulness.



John C. Bader