Lately I’ve been renewing my love affair with present time. It’s always been a very one-sided relationship; present time being right here with me, always waiting to be savored, me gallivanting off to who-knows-where in my mind, unable to resist my two-timing obsession with the future or the past.
I’m always amazed by how tough it is to stay centered in the now. No matter how aware I am of the added quality and depth of my moments when I focus on what’s happening in this moment, the pull to worry or reflect about future or past is often irresistible. I know it’s all perfect, part of a plan that is divine beyond understanding in helping me remember my truth about being human. I like to think of it as part of the total entertainment package, the perfectly-orchestrated challenges that allow us to choose our best selves.
Playing with being in present time as much as I can is a wonderfully satisfying and creative endeavor. When my attention is pulled back from future or past, I can place my full attention on being; now I experience what it is like to be a teacher, as I choose to be fully present in that expression. Now I delight in being female, as my attention rests in what that feels like and how I express it. Fixing my hair and choosing jewelry is sure a lot more fun when I’m in present time, with my attention on enjoying my femaleness rather than what I I'll be doing at work later.
As I sit here, present in the now, I find joy in very simple things. My feelings are a validation of myself, being me. There is no judgment or resistance, only what is. I am grateful to be able to experience, period.
I have hands that type these words, and do countless other amazing things. In present time having a body is a celebration, not always easy or painless but an unspeakable gift nonetheless.
May you be present in your moments, and may this tool be a blessing. . .