Not too late for resolutions I trust. Last year I went for the concrete and came up bust so this year it's on to something less tangible.
Two thousand and twelve is the year of living in the present. There. I've said it but it's not just me. The mantra of living in the present is being touted everywhere: books, articles, Eastern religion, NPR. Being in the present is the new black. It's hip. It's the cure to what ails us. Only thing is. Maybe it is.
Maybe I do spend too much time hashing over stuff from the past.
I know I spend a lot of time worrying about the future. And while it's probably a good bet to prepare for the future, sinking lots of time into worrying about it gets one nowhere. And it might even be detrimental to one's heath if what I've been hearing is correct.
If I'm lucky, I might be noticeably in the present once or twice a day.
Living in the present starts with taking a deep breath and noticing what's going on. Taking is deep breath is half way to calm if you ask me. Sometimes I feel like Dr. Suess's Grinch - that my heart is two sizes too small and it takes a big inhalation of air to inflate it.
There are loads of road blocks on the way to living in the present. Because if it were easy - we'd all be doing it.
song: This is the Time • artist: Billy Joel
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