This morning I woke early to get ready for a day at a coastal preserve with good friends. Needless to say, I am in anticipation, thinking of the day to come. How appropriate that as I thumbed through files for my weekly blog, I come across this reminder about the beauty of the present moment!
Time travel is one of my favorite mental exercises. I replay tapes from the 1950s, trying to get the past to turn out better than it did. Then I leap to the future and use my powerful imagination to visualize what is yet to come. Every once in a while, I remember to drop in to the present, where life is actually happening. Here I find contentment, inspiration, and sheer joy. Which takes me back to wondering, why don’t I visit here more often? Oops, I did it again!