This is what you’ve been waiting for. All that striving and attaining And you almost missed it. Head buried in books Or neck hung low to read the hand-held screen. THIS Not the agenda or self-imposed schedule Not the to-do's and have to’s Or social media frenzy. THIS MOMENT All that planning for a future not yet unfolded Lost in stories real or imagined Fantasies of what you should have or would have done. And you almost missed it. This moment is fleeting. This moment is precious. You cannot buy back, will it, or plan for it ever again. This moment is all you’ve got. Do not lose sight of THIS. Even if you have to be reminded Again and again, This is all that truly matters. Though it will be gone in a moment, It is yours to hold and embody. This is what you’ve been waiting for. This moment. This is your one precious life.
The ever changing thoughts That flow to and fro Like the incoming tide. Sometimes the current is strong And I get pulled under Stuck in thought. Good or bad Time ceases to exist: My current circumstance, The coffee beside me, The very breath itself. I am consumed in thought. What I encounter then is a choice. Moment to moment I can stop the monkey mind, the hamster wheel and I can break free. I can return to the ever present changing moment. The breath is my anchor. It flashes into my conscious mind And I find a silent reverie Befriended by my own Groundedness and strength. I encounter the moment Again and again. The thoughts change. The steadiness of my breath changes. The moment is ever changing. I can choose right now to swallow the bitter pill of being lost and consumed by thought. Or I can smile and breathe Knowing the choice was always mine and I am free.
Why are we here at this moment in time on this small blue green planet?
They say we too are made up of the stars down to the smallest molecule. It can feel so small when the universe is so vast. How can I affect change as such?
What I know is my life has meaning. The answer is always connection. The root is love. So how did I live the answer? I must have lived the question first.
What I didn’t know is I was being led by invisible forces, situations, people and opportunities which became my challenges, my lessons, my guides.
How to live a life well lived and loved is the question. It took me 40+ years to come to the realization and to accept even if the universe is so vast and my actions seem so small and individual, there is a ripple.
If I too am made up of the stars, I have a light inside. A unique heart like an emerald when the light hits it a certain way. I do not know who put it there or where does the light originate from. I can accept that it’s a part of me and we each have our own illuminated hearts beating in our chest. Not so narrow and individually separate. Our hearts can be in rhythm like the collective breath that illuminates the soul.