Where's the Zen?

I've been trying to be a bit more zen-ful these days. You know, staying in the moment, not letting things distract me from having a peaceful mind. And I've noticed that you can realize "ZEN moments" in about everything you do.

Darts -- the dart leaves your hand, traveling nine feet through the air to the board, and half way there you can imagine it comes to a complete stop, pauses for a moment (the ZEN moment), and then turns around and screams, "You idiot! I'm not even going to hit the target."

Well, at least that's what I hear.

Motorcycle riding -- traveling down the back roads, you lean forward just enough to not see the tire or handlebar in front of you, and in that exact moment of imagining you're a bird, flying down the road (the ZEN moment), you get pegged in the face by a june bug minding its own business, and now it's dead, splattered across your face.

End of zen moment.

Playing guitar -- you've worked hard on that piece by Carulli, your fingers are flying across the strings with minds of their own, your mind completely blank (the ZEN moment), and then your mind goes even MORE blank, your fingers take a flight to Jamaica, and you start to wonder why your mother even gave birth to you.

It probably was an accident.

School bus driving -- when the last student gets off the bus.

Now THAT'S zen!

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