Presence

 Presence


I didn’t realize it. How could the days that I had longed for so long be gone. I didn’t know that I was in them when I was, but now I most definitely do. Dreaming of the past when I didn’t appreciate what I had right in front of me. The best times are created when you least likely expect it. I have been let down so many times because I anticipate a moment being so good, but it is never as good as I could see it being in my mind. 

A memory can be ruined due to planning. I have experienced this first hand. I have learned that just accepting everything that comes to me can help me appreciate everything as it comes. It allows me to not become overexcited of something then look back in regret when it wasn’t as good as I imagine.

The message is you never know what you have til it’s gone. It’s a repetitive saying, but it’s so very true. Take every day as it is. Live each moment as its own and do not compare it to others. The practice of memory comparison has eroded my feeling of serotonin when experiencing new memories. Be present. Live in the moment. Appreciate what you have.


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