Finished artworks that we may see and love deeply are in a sense the relics or traces of a journey that has come and gone. ~Stephen Nachmanovitch, from Free Play (p.6)
I remember being amazed by Natalie Goldberg’s account of her writing booth at the Minnesota Zen Center Summer Festival and Bazaar, where she sold spontaneously-written poems for 50 cents or a dollar and never looked back. She says, “In Japan there are stories of great Zen poets writing a superb haiku and then putting it in a bottle in a river or nearby stream and letting it go….This is a profound example of nonattachment.” (from her book Writing Down the Bones)
Nachmanovitch helped me understand this concept of letting go by making it clear that there really is nothing to hold onto. What produced the poem or other work has passed, has floated downstream. This would seem to make the case for being ever-present to see what arises in this moment, and then this moment, and this.