Goodbye Brooklyn

This past weekend i left one of the best boroughs I lived in since I been in NYC. Yet again i have only lived in 2!.

I will miss Brooklyn with all it offered me while I was there.  The culture, streets, stoops, cafes, and the energy i felt as i walked over the Brooklyn Bridge.  It is truly an overwhelming experience that I can not put into words.

With that said I now embrace my new home in the Bronx.  Truth be told there is something about the Bronx that sat deep down with me when I first moved here.  With its loud streets, baby carriages, Goya stocked products at supermarkets and Puerto Rican history, the Bronx is a place you either love or hate.

I met a woman who I met here that told me that she had never left the Bronx in her life.  HER LIFE!.  I was taken back by this and thought to myself, “This lady needs no other place, knows no other place, and will mostly die in this place”  Call it what you want: pride, un-acculturation, naive, – to some there is no place like the Bronx.  You dig?

$20 worth of Karma

Have you ever heard the saying – “Karma is a bitch?”  – Well let me tell you, Karma is a bitch.

As I got off the train today I noticed I did not have my usual $2 for coffee and bagel from the cart guy in the corner.  I headed towards the bank.  While there I realized that I needed to deposit my rent money so I withdrew my rent amount plus an extra $100 for the weeks expenses.   Now anyone that knows me, knows that  I keep all of my money in my wallet.  That I NEVER, ever ever put loose cash in my front pockets but as it turned out today was different.

I put my rent money in an envelope and inserted $20 in my front pocket to purchase my coffee.  As i walked to the cart guy i received a phone call from my mom.  I answered.  As i made my order and my mom began to talk about her husbands will, I noticed that the $20 in my front pocket was gone.  GONE?? WTF??  I quickly told my mom i would call her back.

I looked around me.  Nothing.  HOwever I noticed this man behind me that was sitting at a bench watching others pass by.  What he was doing was not of my concern but the fact that he went up to pay AFTER i noticed my $20 was gone was what struck me the most.  He had taken it off the floor.

The cart guy pressed me to pay so i took another $20 from my wallet, paid, and backed away.  As i walked away i began to laugh.  But then i stoped.  Looked back and noticed the man looking at me.  He felt guilty.  I turned around, walked up to him and said.  “you know what man, you can have the $20 because u know what?   Karma is a bitch”

On the way to the office I began to ponder about this.  Why didn’t he just give me the $20 back?  Was he going to deny it if I confronted him about it?  Why wasn’t I mad? What did i laugh?

I sat in my desk at work.  By now it started to sink in.  I realized I was more frustrated than before.  Damn man $20.  Even though that is not a lot of money, i cant believe that damn guy took it!   I wanted to go back there.  Tell him off.  But what would that have solved?

As i turned on my computer I looked up I noticed a forgotten $20 bill that had been sitting in my pen cup for weeks now.

I laughed – Thanks Karma.

One to many

Needless to say that my train ride to day was rather interesting. As I sometimes do some morning, when i do not attend the gym, i woke up nearly 15 minutes before i had to leave home. I got read, kissed my dog and headed out.

Upon arriving to the train station i noticed the staggering amount of people standing on the platform. I thought”this is gonna take some strategy”. After sliding through about 20,000 people all who smelled like they missed their morning shower and sprayed on a dash of BO perfume i thought, “am not gonna get to work on time.” Luckily I saw this empty space on the platform and quickly ran to it. Boy was i wrong.

When i arrived at MY empty space, i was quickly shoved by this older lady. Funny enough, she didnt even say excuse me or acknowledge the fact that I was there first. I disregarded it.

When the train finally arrived full, i pushed my way in, but someone else has different plans. I was standing against the edge of the door when suddenly the older lady pulls me out and jumps in!!!! WHAT!! Honestly grabs me by the shoulder, pulls me out, and shoves in.

As i saw the train doors close i looked her str8 in the eye. But to my surprise i was not mad….but rather humored. I laughed all the way to work.

A morning thought

Do you ever wonder what it felt like to just go back…back to when things didnt really seem to have much gravity? When all your worries didnt seem to be that big and clarity is all you had.

To a moment in time where problems, worries, arguments, discussions, politics, bullshit…just simply left out on a whim. I need clarity now and only hope to find it soon.

Recently i have had to let go of something (someone) that hurt me the most. Have you ever had to let go of something you knew deep down you didnt want to,, but also knew that if present would hurt you even more? Why is it that that things that we love and care for the most…….hurt?

The greatest

The greatest achievement is selflessness.
The greatest worth is self-mastery.
The greatest quality is seeking to serve others.
The greatest precept is continual awareness.
The greatest medicine is the emptiness of everything.
The greatest action is not conforming with the worlds ways.
The greatest magic is transmuting the passions.
The greatest generosity is non-attachment.
The greatest goodness is a peaceful mind.
The greatest patience is humility.
The greatest effort is not concerned with results.
The greatest meditation is a mind that lets go.
The greatest wisdom is seeing through appearances.