We do not remember days, we remember moments. – Cesare Pavese
What if we simply opened each moment as it arrived? Fell head over heels in love with it. Whatever was being unwrapped before us?
I don’t remember any full day of my life, not in detail, you?
But there are millions of extraordinary moments within ordinary days that are filled with memories and stories that are still being told 5, 10, 20, 30, and even, feck, 40 years later.
Moments.
At the New Year the messages on repeat and being regurgitated are all about creating your best year ever.
I don’t know about you but I am not the same person that started out 12 months ago. Moments happened. Highs and lows. Twists and turns. Miracles and misery. Moments that could never have been planned for.
My stance this year now is simple, to embrace each moment as it arrives.
Is that not one of the most loving joys we can allow ourselves?
To observe, witness and be with what is happening now?
To quit worrying about the days to come when today – this moment – is the day we are alive?
To be who we truly are moment to moment. To stop, pause, breathe and dare to go within and say no (or yes) in the moment of what does (or doesn’t) fill our soul.
To give our life meaning by understanding what is happening right now so we can learn more about who we are?
This moment is a new chapter. Now. This moment. Tell it well.
Close your eyes, think about the past hour, was there a moment in there where you felt connected to who you truly are? Repeat in an hour.
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