Life

I picked the book back up, and was surprised to find that I am still enjoying it.  In fact there is a paragraph that I keep going back to.

The other problem with all this swinging through the vines of thought is that you are never where you are.  You are always digging in the past or poking at the future, but rarely do you rest in the moment.

I am so guilty of this.  But it is so hard to sit in the present and stay there.  Although I am going to make a much bigger effort to try.  Life is so fragile, and so short.

It seems like I have been reminded of this a lot lately.  Most recently today, as one of my good friends just suffered a terrible loss.  My heart breaks for her family.

And a gentle reminder for everyone to enjoy the right now.