I don’t always appreciate these moments. When I’m holding my son as he falls asleep. Mouth slightly open and face relaxed and soft. He won’t always be small and snuggly. One day he’ll be too big to hold against my heart as he sleeps.
I am often waiting for these moments to be over so I can go relax or do something else. I’m not sure why I’m so impatient. Maybe it’s anxiety or fear. But I know I’m missing out.
When I do let myself stay in the moment I feel the fullness of it so intensely I feel like my heart could explode. Those are the experiences worth having. And yet I try to get past them.
One of the reasons I want to learn to meditate is so I can be more in the moment. Moments come and go so quickly. They are all we have really. And to miss them over and over and over again because I don’t know how to truly be in them is not the life I want to live.
So step one is to begin. Start learning how. And practice every day. Just like walking or learning to talk or rowing or anything new. And don’t give up.
Here we go.
