No Present Like The Time
March 19, 2015
When I was a little girl, my family and I spent two weeks every summer at the Oregon coast. Two. Whole. Weeks. All year long I counted down the days until we could load up the car and head down to the beach. I counted up my pennies so that I could go for an hour long horse back ride on the beach every day. For Two. Whole. Weeks.
As soon as we drove down the driveway to the little cottage tucked into the hillside, overlooking Haystack Rock in Cannon Beach, I started counting down.
I only have 13 days left.
I only have 12 days left
I only have 11 days left.
I was so sad about leaving that I forgot to be excited to stay.
The only time we ever have is now.
Spending our thoughts in the past, and what could have, should have, would have happened if only, robs us of the moment in which we stand, and creates a filter that distorts our view. Projecting ahead to what might happen, should happen, could happen, pulls the rug of now out from under our feet, and clouds our vision to the current sights for our sore eyes. Mourning the end of my summer days at the beach before they even started, kept me from celebrating the lazy, hazy days of summer that I had.
What will we do with the time we have? It is given to us to spend wisely, thoughtfully, intentionally. Right now I have several friends who are sick, down with the crud. They’ve been given the gift of time to slow down and allow themselves to heal. Another friend is crafting a sabbatical in order to sit in the presence of her present moments, so as to create a more fulfilling future. The schedule for the mother of three who works two and a half days a week, extends to her two gifts of time. One allows her to use her own gifts and talents in her work. The other lets her unwrap the care package of spending time with her kids, creating memories for the future, that can only be created in the present. Currently I lack a steady paycheck, allowing me instead to be compensated with an abundance of time with which to create more meaningful work.
Having less of my life ahead than lies behind, time is becoming more clear for the treasure that it is, prompting me to care more carefully for the hours and minutes freely given to me with each new day. There is no present like the time.
So rather than counting down what we are losing, could we add up what we have right now.
There’s no time like the present.