i feel like a case study in the ability - or lack thereof - to be present. this is a big ole catch phrase these days. be present. live in the moment. live with intent.
i use these phrases myself. and i think i both know what they mean and embody them, indeed.
but it's silly. no?
because we are where we are, when we are.
we are here, we are there. we are on line and stuck in that moment of waiting. we are in the elevator going slowly with three or four humans staring intently at the numbers lighting, ascending.
we are sitting on the couch being touched and loved by little kids, puppies and cats, spouses.
we are caught in the midst of a conversation we either don't care about or care too much about. either way, there we are. it's happening. then. now. right now.
right then.
and then it's gone.
i feel that i'm present each and every second of the day, and way too many hours of the night. it all gets to me.
but maybe i'm also floating through, doing the breaststroke from one end of the day, searching for the moment that i don't have to be so damn present. when i can just let go.
nonsense, all of this.
it all just is.
more soon. just wanted to stop in and...
xo,
tt
