Don’t worry, be happy

Way back when, there was a poster you would see around the campus, with a picture of a guru called Meher Baba, and the above statement below. He had a shit-eating grin on his face, and it pissed me off. “How dare he?” I thought. Well … there’s more to worry about nowadays than in the Sixties. The pickle we’re in now was only dimly seen in those days, although there was the Red Scare and bomb shelters in your neighbor’s backyard, of course. But it’s not so much a matter of the objective realities, as it is attitude. It’s about how you choose to feel about it. Nobody’s making you fret. My former quasi-guru, Werner Erhard, said (more or less): “The other side of what is so, is so what”. This jibes with the above advice, but I do have to admit that there are times when it’s not SO easy to say “so what”. It is, sometimes, damn challenging. But this evening, when Kathy photographed me in the tub, wasn’t one of those occasions.

Steve Miller in the hot tub, with a Natie Lite

About Evensteven

I am a photographer and author, and live in Embudo, New Mexico, alongside the Rio Grande. I have published a book of photography and accompanying text on running the Colorado River in the Grand Canyon. The first (print) edition is out of print, but a second edition is available as an iBook (eBook) through the iTunes bookstore. All Grand Canyon, river and nature lovers will enjoy my book: The Grand: I have also published six additional iBooks: 1. The Salt River: 2. Coyote Buttes: 3. Four Cornered, the Land: 4. Four Cornered, The Rivers: 5. Rio Marañon: 6. Rio Grande:
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