The waterfall of Rio Celeste, in Costa Rica. Two separate rivers come together to create this spectacular, ethereal water. Photo by me.
I have to remind myself to stop, breathe, be.
My brain wants to jump ahead, leapfrogging over this moment to propel me farther forward.
My brain skips past today, into next year where I can begin worrying about a trip that I haven’t yet begun to plan.
My thoughts spring forward to fret over bills that don’t exist and payments not due.
This moment. This is the only real moment.
Again and again, I pull myself back into here and now. I’m like a reluctant child, being dragged into the bath before bed. Resisting what’s coming and completely missing the pleasure of what is.
Rather than tasting the freshly roasted coffee I worry that the caffeine might keep me awake fifteen hours from now.
Instead of savoring fresh ceviche, I calculate the carbs and wonder if I’ll have time for a walk before dark.
Seriously.
Am I for real? Does anyone else find themselves complet…
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