Living in the moment

April 3, 2009 at 9:42 am (Stuff that's on my mind) (, , )

For so long, I lived in perpetual chaos.  Rushing to get somewhere, stressing over meeting a deadline, worrying about someone dropping in before the house looked “decent” (forget about “perfect”!), trying to do it all … because this is what women do, right?

My thoughts were consumed with the future…

– what do I prepare for dinner tonight? 

– how can I juggle everything to get that project done by Thursday? 

– I’m donating blood and stressing because I’m going to be late for my next appointment in 30 minutes.  Can I FORCE this blood to leave my body any faster through sheer willpower alone?

… and regrets and guilt about the past…

– one of Malcolm’s customers dropped by and I was embarrassed by the latest load of laundry still piled high on the sofa, exactly where I left it when I brought it from the dryer, intending to fold it and put it away … before I got sidetracked;

– I had to work late to meet a deadline.  That left Malcolm alone all evening, and by the time I got home, he was already in bed, sound asleep.  And the guilt I felt wasn’t because it was so late when I finally got there – he gets up for work at 1:00 a.m., so he goes to bed at an insanely early hour – nor was it because he’s incapable of being alone … it’s just that home with him is where I really wanted to be;

– I was tired when I left the office … too tired to make a five-minute stop to put gas in the car.  Then the next day I’d stress over whether I had enough gas left to get back to the filling station … where IS that extra gas can, anyway? … and IS there any gas left in it? … just in case???

Though not of my own design, and certainly not of  my own wishes, my life has slowed down lately.  Drastically.  But I’m beginning to realize this is okay.  For the first time in a long time, I’m beginning to live in the moment.  I’m appreciating the small things.  The things that I took for granted every day.  The things I never gave a moment’s thought to.  Like ….

– when I close my eyes and inhale the intoxicating aroma of a freshly brewed cup of coffee, time freezes for that one exquisite moment, and everything in my world is completely right;

– when I open my front door and take that first step outside, I feel the sun on my face, smell a mixture of fading winter and emerging spring, and hear the sound of melting, dripping snow mingled with the joyous music of precocious songbirds;

– when I go about my daily housekeeping chores, with gospel music blaring to keep me company, I sing along at full volume and actually listen to the lyrics, sometimes truly hearing them for the first time…

I have begun discovering the joy of living in the moment.  And with it, peace.  Because when I’m focusing only on the moment, I don’t stress about the past.  I don’t worry about the future.  I am here.  Now.  And for these short moments in time, I am fully alive, and that’s all that really matters.


1 Comment

  1. Linda said,

    Hey, niece – i’m very proud of you!! what a great blog! i was inspired, and wished i had read it before my Easter sermon – i may have asked you if i could have used some of it for illustrations. It IS so important to slow down! mostly because then we can check our priorities – and it looks like that’s what you’re doing! WAY TO GO! Come visit us some time will ya? I just had my “pastoral re-call” vote – and they want us another 2 years! I’m glad – we are treated very good, i love the people and communities (you get to know everyone, and they are all real nice country folk (or fellars as they say up here). Sorry it took me so long to check out my mail. One excuse is the snail pace of dial up – and the other is not slowing down to take the time. (see why your blog spoke to me:) ) love ya! – linda

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