Time, it seems, is a prison of our own creation. We are always waiting for something.
Waiting until we are in a new place. Waiting for an opportunity. Waiting for someone. Waiting for change.
Waiting for the next moment, when really, the only moment that ever exists is NOW.
Look around you. See, hear, and feel what is taking place in your surroundings.
Experience this moment.
As I write, my present moment consists of the hum of the refrigerator. The drizzle of rain. The subtle warmth of the sun as it pours through the tiny kitchen windows at this late morning hour.
I see, hear, and feel these things, resisting the urge to label them as “good” or “bad.” They simply are.
In this moment, there is no time. Just presence. Awareness. Appreciation.
The present moment is a gift. Yet we squander it in favour of a non-existent future, or a past that cannot be changed.
So while many things are “imperfect” or not yet in place, this year has been an incredible one full of so many gifts. The scary or frustrating parts won’t be remembered, but they will serve to build character in the now.
How I choose to act in response to unstable times will be what matters in the end.
And so, I have no choice left but to appreciate the here and now. It is part of my path, and it’s teaching me plenty if I open my heart to it. It’s teaching me gratitude. It’s teaching me patience. It is teaching me mindfulness. It is showing me my own resilience.
Writing in a journal while seated at the messy dining room table, wearing my oversized pajamas, will hardly seem glamorous. But why shouldn’t we be allowed to be unglamorous? Why can’t we find glamour in this, the most mundane of moments? It is the now. It is what is, and it is perfect.
Perhaps more importantly, though, I should at least recognize this moment for the privilege that it is. To sit here with a roof over my head, food in my belly, clothes on my back, and the freedom and security to pursue a creative career – I am blessed!
If I am ever ungrateful for the blessed life that I am living, then I don’t deserve to experience it at all. And so we find ourselves back at gratitude.
If we can sit quietly for a few minutes each day to reflect on this fact, we’ll always be grateful, and we’ll always be free.