MISSING THE MOMENT

     Caught up in nostalgia and regret over the past, and angst and worry over the future, we miss the blessings of the day. We miss the changing light and breezes, and the scuttling of small animals in the undergrowth. We become literally lost in thought, reliving some event from the past, or fantasizing about the fulfillment of our hopes and dreams in the future.
     We chase our illusions around the track of our days like greyhounds chasing a mechanical rabbit. We race each other to get at it, and all the while, goodness and beauty are growing right beneath our feet. The truth is that everything we think we want, we already have. But we miss seeing it, busy as we are with our figuring and ruminations.

I stop looking forward and back for happiness and discover it right where I am.