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Living in the moment


Living in the moment is one of the most beautiful things to do in life yet also the hardest.
We've become such prisoners of our past and future that we fail to see what is right in front of us passing us by; day after day!
Another day gone! Another moment never to return!
Nothing learned, nothing earned; just reliving memories of yesterday both painful and joyous.

Every new day is a beautiful day. The sun rays kiss the leaves; lifting the glistening morning dew off the flowers.
The birds chirp a song of promise and the cock crows almost maliciously to remind us that this is the day that the lord has made and we should rejoice and be glad in it!

Now, imagine staying in bed pining about how things could have been better!
How if you did something or if they changed something, it would all be okay!
Blaming someone else for how miserable your life turned out in just a matter of weeks because they failed to give to you what even you yourself perhaps don't understand; peace and happiness!

Humans are humans and shouldn't be put on a pedestal!
No one is perfect and everyone is busy trying to find themselves.
You can't expect someone on a journey of finding love, peace and happiness to give you those things.
These things are not found and then kept and thereafter everything is all sunshine and rainbows!
These things are a work in progress for a lifetime.

Everyday someone somewhere is searching for all these three. Therefore, don't hold your expectations too high!
Don't get too attached to the idea that happiness and peace is a person, place or object.
Actually, don't get attached at all. Love is overflowing and overflowing.
Therefore, holding on tightly will only break it, break you and break everything else.
You own no one in this world and they don't own you either.
So putting your whole happiness in their hands is not only unfair but also unwise.

Live in the moment. Love what's there for as long as it's there!
Let go of things that steal your joy and stop revising old notes that need to be burned.
School is out and the building has come down.
It's a new day to find new things and feel new things.
Holding onto something that wants to fly freely and wildly in search of itself will only tear you down.

That's why when you trap a butterfly with your hands, its delicate wings break and tears flow down your eyes with sadness and guilt.
You should have let it go to fly wild and free and watching it go could have given you much more joy and peace.

Live in the moment, love without attachment and remember you don't own anyone!

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