I struggle with moments.
I’m really bad at small talk.
I sometimes think I don’t have to abide by the rules everyone else does.
I tend to live in the gray, leaning towards a purple-ish gray.
Sometimes it’s best for me to live on the earth not in the ether where I prefer to be. I do fall for magic more often than the average Joe. I doubt I’ll ever stop, I certainly hope I don’t. I never know really how I am taken care of but I trust even if I’m not feeling it.
When I’m in the moments I tend to want the ones that have passed or I plan the ones to come. I live some days in a state of nostalgia that I can’t seem to shake fondly re-watching snap shots of an old life. Otherwise I’m hooked into this feeling that I’m waiting for my life to begin. I have this tendency to run from the moments or hang out too long in them. I fear letting them be perfect, which I hear they are. Always.
Presence. It’s actually our greatest superpower, the ability to be fully awake right now.
You know those perfect moments where everything is okay and sound and still but still moving? I want to be living a life of those moments I do not expect them all at once. I need more practice I’m all about preparing right now. I’d just like to know I am eventually working towards them being steadier. For now it just takes being here in today.
Right… Meanwhile have some cake, it’s fun. That’s all I have to say about it.