In time

I've been grazing in When the Heart Waits by Sue Monk Kidd. Last evening I read about "attunement" to the present moment. "Our eyes become so focused on goals that we forget to wonder in the presence of a rose" (Sam Keen). "This is not a dress rehearsal; it's life." "The present moment is always overflowing with immeasurable riches, far more than you are able to hold" (Jean-Pierre de Caussade).

I realized, again, that it's very easy for me to live in some other moment, either past or future. Most often future. Planning the dinner menu. Choosing good words to for a note I need to send. Prioritizing the day's tasks. Deciding what to write about in the next blog (smile). Through the night, I'd wake up briefly and remember to snuggle in to the moment--the comfortable mattress, the silence, the ability to breathe, and so much more.

It's great to have Keith here. We watched two movies last evening, one humorous and one heart-warming. He returns home after church today.

Yesterday turned out to be a slumpy day for me; I felt like my head was in a cave. I think I'm better this morning.

Blessings,
Carol