Lately I've been noticing (more than usual) how much I don't live in the moment. I have told myself before that I want to live in the present and enjoy the here and now. Stop and smell the roses, if you will. But in the past couple weeks, I've been noticing how much I suck at just stopping, and BEING.
The light bulb first went off the other day when Piper kept coming up to me and nudging me so that I would pet her. I kept shooing her away. I was watching TV or doing laundry or something.
At that moment I thought, "OMG. How often do I just PET my dogs?"
But I rarely stop thinking about what's next for them and just enjoy their company....Play with them, pet them, throw a ball with them. They are SO sweet and love attention more than anything. They don't give a rat's ass if I'm successfully planning out their schedule. But they do care if I spend some time loving on them and giving them belly rubs.
This realization made me think about how I do this in other aspects of my life. I'm always planning out the rest of the day, thinking about tonight, tomorrow, next week, next year. Always my mind is thinking "What's next?"
I know being future-thinking is something that sets us apart from our furry friends. But isn't there something to be said from the bliss that comes with only being concerned with your current state? My Rottweiler isn't planning his strategy for how to beg for bacon tomorrow, he's cruising the counters thinking about how to get a slice of deliciousness right NOW.
There's nothing wrong with being prepared for the future. But the future ALWAYS turns into the present. Just for a fleeting moment. And then it is forever in the past. The shortest, most precious time is always the present. So, I want to remember to savor it and appreciate it every chance I get.
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