There is no way to happiness. Happiness is the way.
There is no way to peace. Peace is the way.
There is no way to enlightenment. Enlightenment is the way.
A friend has reminded of that Buddhist adage. My source for it is Thich Nhat Hanh, the Vietnamese monk. However, I believe he was quoting an ancient source.
Rick the Sailor introduced me--not literally but rather literarily--to Thich Nhat Hanh in former troubled times. I care not what your philosophical or spiritual leanings are, Thich Nhat Hanh's simple writings are a balm in those circumstances.
There you go, for what that is worth on a beautiful Friday on the border.
Errands call. I must visit the grocery. I have put that off as long as I can. I must purchase motor vehicle insurance valid for Mexico. I must visit Mexico Mike at his abode. I must admire parrots.
But first I must stand up. I am going to think about the act of standing up for a while, mindfully and entirely in the moment.