Thursday, January 3, 2013


I have spent this day. I spent it. I have hardly any more day left in it. It is almost gone and I can't remember much of it. I've been busy. I've accomplished much. Yet I can't remember the details of this first work day of the year and I sure can't remember enjoying any of it. That's a shame because I love my job, I love my work space, I love my life.

How did I spend this day and not know how? The answer is simple. I stayed one thought ahead. Instead of immersing myself in what I was working on in the moment, giving it my all and enjoying the creative aspects of my work, I kept thinking about the call I needed to make later, the work I am doing tomorrow morning, the pending meeting, what the weather will be on Friday and whether it will cooperate with my plans. Before I knew it, I had completed some of my work. I even skipped lunch. When I finally stopped to eat, I did the same thing. I ate with my thoughts on something else. I didn't savor my food. I feel a little out of sorts. I'm actually a bit cranky.

I am breaking for dinner, knowing that I have a bit more work to do tonight. I will, however, pause and actually enjoy cooking-grateful for the bounty, appreciating the sizzle of the peppers in the pan and the chill of the wine in my glass while I dance in the kitchen. I will sit with my son at the table and have conversation while looking into his big, beautiful brown eyes. I will relish each bite of my meal, present  for each texture and each flavor. After dinner, I will wash each dish noticing the temperature of the free-flowing water, the smell of the detergent and the sounds of this hour of the night.

Living the present moment is the only moment I know in which to be happy, to be thankful and to do anything. I forgot that today. As I go back to work tonight, I will be present for it as well. Tomorrow will take care of itself. Today is the only day I have.

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