I love having something to look forward to. Whether it be a vacation or trip, a holiday to be celebrated with family, a friends visit, a birthday party or other festivity, going to a dance performance, or trying a new restaurant, among hundreds of other fun things. But what I've been thinking about more and more lately is the fact that in looking forward to these events I often cheat myself out of just enjoying the everyday passage of time. I often find that in the anticipation leading up to an event, that precious hours, minutes seconds, even days of my life merely fly by as I "can't wait" for the next big thing to happen.
My anticipation and longing for the weekends is included in this “looking forward to” madness. Sometimes I feel like I live merely for the weekends (& other events that I look forward to). Every other day is just some nuisance that I have to endure before work ends on Friday and I am free to do whatever I want for two days. But lately I have been thinking more and more about the time in between weekends, holidays, vacations, and other “looked forward to” festivities, and I’ve realized that the time in between is just as precious.
Every moment of our lives is time that we get to enjoy our families, friends, and the beautiful planet we live on. What if instead of constantly “looking forward” to the next big thing we “look present” instead? I realize this can be difficult when some big event or happening we’ve yearned for is fast approaching, but humor me and just try “looking present” every day this week and see if anything changes. See if you experience Monday differently, or Tuesday, or Wednesday, etc.
Maybe a new perspective will present itself. Perhaps you’ll see that you have time for smaller things during the days of the week, such as taking the time to handwrite a letter to someone you love, or telephoning a friend you haven’t spoken to it months. Look and see what opens up for you! And then report back to me what you’ve discovered. I will do the same later in the week!
Happy Monday!
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