Here, There, Somewhere, Nowhere

I have been using a planner for the last 3 years to help me keep track of my appointments, activities and special events. Over time it has become my diary. Snippets of info about the day is written. Poems and inspirational quotes fill the pages. I even have used stickers as part of sprucing up my personal pages.

For the last two years I used Passion Planner, which has held up wonderfully, since I have lugged the book everywhere I have gone on a daily basis. They now sit on a shelf, when inspired or curious, I take out and review my past. This year I decided to save some money and buy a Law of Attraction Planner. It had a pretty pink cover when I bought it, and now has plenty of wear, displaying the look of being around the block a time or two. But the planner has begun to fall apart, so you get what you paid for definitely applies to planners.

Since I last blogged, I have been here, there, somewhere and to a very small extent nowhere. Which has been duly noted and confirmed in my planner. Scattered between my required destinations (work and home), have been places of necessary appearances (family and social functions), and a few places of respite. So that's the here, there and somewhere of my life. What about the nowhere.

You see I don't mean no-where. I mean now-here. In the moment. I am so concerned about documenting about what is going to happen on 4 (sorry not kidding about this) calendars, that I forget the now-here moments of living.

This evening before the late sunset I took a walk through my cozy neighborhood. There were children playing everywhere. Energetic movements from one now-here to the next. I could reminisce about childhood, but realize the perils of being in a powerless position in society. But none of them had planners and calendars to maintain, which takes away from what is going on now. That is the beauty and beastly part of adulthood. To stop and be now here and nowhere else.