Today is the last day of the “be present” challenge in my Facebook group. And as a result, today’s post is a little bit (or a lot) stream of consciousness, so bear with me, please.
Basically, this challenge is all about getting out of our heads – out of dwelling in the past or worrying about the future – and living in the now.
And it’s been good. In fact, this now-ness is something I’ve been especially mindful of over the past year. Because, not to be all cliche about it, but “now” is all we really have, yes?
But today … oy vey, today.
First, I had strange dreams last night, which made my sleep weird. My father (who died 32 years ago) made a little drive-by appearance in my dream just before I woke up. Now, I am not one who dreams often about people who have passed away, so this was a little shocking.
I didn’t get to see him up-close, but I was aware that he was around. And come to find out, he had left a message for me at the front desk at the hotel we had been staying at in my dream.
And this message was mostly gibberish, and the clerk hadn’t even been going to give it to me because it made no sense, but I insisted:
Sinka inka dinka do
Sooner or later we all sink.
Which had me like, “What?”
And I woke up late and was preoccupied, which put me behind schedule, and I ended up hurrying to the training studio. The good news about my in-person work is that it requires me to be 100 percent present. I trained some clients and taught County Heat Live class.
During the class though, I kept thinking: “inka-dinka-do.” Like, I’d heard that before, but I didn’t know where or how.
After class, I ran an errand and then stopped by Starbucks for an iced latte (my Saturday treat!), before heading back home. And basically as soon as I sat down to enjoy my latte, the cat knocked it onto the floor and it spilled everywhere.
Seriously: there was ice coffee on the carpet, I found an ice cube 10 feet away (in another room!), the cat freaked out and knocked over some more stuff, and the dog went into hiding.
And things kind of just fell apart from there. When you’re tired, it’s really hard to be present, because your brain gets fussy. And man, was I ever fussy.
I stayed that way for several hours, despite all my oh-so-serious efforts to be PRESENT.
Then the Dog Started Whining
And I’d just walked her an hour earlier, and there were about 15 more things I had to do on my list before 5:30 p.m. rolled around, and I didn’t have time to take her for another walk, but …
I did anyway.
She’s an energetic dog so I try to let her off-leash as much as possible, and that requires running up a steep snowbank. I got a head start and leaped up the hill, just barely missing stepping on this leaf.
And it was so pretty I had to stop and look. And it made me think of the leaves of the Bodhi tree that the Buddha was sitting under when he became enlightened.
Now, I’ve always loved Bodhi leaves. In fact, I used to have them in nearly every room in one form or another. This wasn’t intentional, it was just something that had happened.
There are no Bodhi leaves my life now. As the dog and I were heading back home, I started to think about that … and if I should get some, and blahblahblah.
And then: inka-dinka-do. Wasn’t it a children’s song?
I was pretty sure it was.
As I recall, my dad had really weird musical taste – if you could even call it music. He was more of a computer/science/math kind of guy. But he got a big kick out of things like Spike Jones (basically sound effects along with big band music), or novelty songs like “Puff the Magic Dragon.”
Anyway. Inka Dinka Doo. Jimmy Durante. Totally up his alley.
And that made me smile. Because how can you not smile and listen that song?
I’m not ready to start thinking about the “sooner or later we all sink” portion of the message. That’s another thought for another day.
But for now, I’m going to smile and say, Goodnight Mrs. Calabash, wherever you are.
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