Hereness

Sometimes we're miles away, dreaming of some future event or some impossibly distant outcome. Other times, we're locked in some subjective history-book version of random past experiences. Most times, we forget that the present moment is the only one in which we truly have contact with reality. And yet it's easier to dwell on what was or to speculate on what could be. And so, remarkably, we miss the sacrament of the now. Now we are everywhere, all around, but not here. Now we are then. Now we are not now. I really long to understand fully what it is like to really live in the moment.