We humans, as Pogo once said, are our own worst enemies. I often create problems in my own mind and then worry and fret about them. The alternative would be to just go with the flow. I was thinking about this working in the DMZ garden today, and tonight again at dinner with my son. I often joke about how well I get along with young persons and older persons but have problems with adults in between. Young persons and some old persons usually say what they think, like I do, while most adults, for better or worse, are more careful about saying what they think. I was thinking about this working in the DMZ garden today since I noticed how the dynamic seriously changes from when I am the only adult working with the youth to when other adults are there. Something changes. The best analogy I can think about right now is how an old time gardener or a young child is in the garden. The garden is full of mystery, change and excitement. Old timers or young persons just flow with the nature around them. Adults are more careful, instructive and want to capture or freeze the moment. After one of the adults today planted a row of plants with a few of the children, she called for a group picture of all the kids along the row. The children posed for the picture. Children, like my granddaughter, when they see an adult with a camera often automatically pose for the picture. My granddaughter used to say cheese all the time when she knew her picture was being taken until adults told her not to do that anymore, just turn to the camera and smile. Nature never poses for a picture even though some of the great photographs of all time are of nature. Simply said, we adults are often our own worst enemies because we think too much. I am not talking about reflecting on life, the key to wisdom of many elders. I am talking about the kind of thinking we adults do, worrying what others may think or say about us. I need to resign from the over-thinking society and be more present to where I am (Zen?) and reflective of where I have been (consciousness?) and more spontaneous and natural about where I am going (worm like?).

Sunday I said spring has started, and the last few days we’ve had the rain to prove it. Now, after a few spring-like days, we are going into the hot, humid weather, from 40’s of a week ago to 80’s this week. Where did spring go? Oh well, why worry or fret about it? Just go with the flow.

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