Some days it seems to me that time drifts by so slowly, and yet I find myself rushing to complete tasks, trying to make the most of my productivity as if I am attempting to live out the lyrics of a Righteous Brothers song. Other days go by so fast it feels as though I blink and the crisp brightness of morning has flashed into the dark of night, leaving me breathless with wonder watching the day go out like a blister in the sun.
Admittedly, doing nothing, is not an easily found skill in my skill set. I like a honey bee, buzz around all day picking up, putting down. Some days there is clear vision behind the movement, a more beautifully choreographed dance of this and that, stuff and things. Other days, I am a mish-mosh of clamoring about like a heavy footed boot wearing grunge kid in a mosh pit, moving deliberately, without much grace.
This moment is the moment from which all moments will come. It is an accumulation of all that has passed and all that has been set into motion. Perhaps it is not the most beautiful or joyful moment, perhaps it is the brightest most sparkling day of your life, and perhaps those two experiences are not mutually exclusive. Take a deep breath, observe the light and the feeling on your skin, what does this moment smell like, taste like, sound like? Indulge yourself in the sensual experience of where you are right now, as you do remind yourself that you will never live this moment again. This moment, where you are right now is an opportunity to live the entirety of the spaciousness of the universe within and without. This moment and the many that have passed and the many that will come, the hundreds of thousands and millions and billions of seconds that make up your life are the precise moments in which you make memories and place value on the experience of your unique journey, this moment is your life. As this beautiful Sunday rolls by leading into Memorial Day may you pause in this moment and enjoy the absolute splendor of your breathing, living, beautiful existence, before this moment is gone. May this moment become a marking place in your timeline of memories and may all moments that follow become just as present and mindful and aware.
Where you are now is perfect, with love, in all ways, spacious and for giving.