I tried a small experiment. After I looked to see what I wanted to write about, and finding it to be “staying in the now,” I tried to stay in the now, to write about it. But the writing was in the future, and now the thinking about it was in the past.
For a few moments, I could just think about “now.” It’s Sunday morning, and most of what I know about, is well. I live near some churches and I heard their Sunday morning sounds. The sounds of my little town where coming through the windows. The weather was cool, my bed was warm. I did enjoy the “now,” the feeling was just so fleeting before my mind jumped back to the past or ahead to the future.
I’ve mostly learned to greet every worry I have with the knowledge that whatever it is I envision may not come to be, may not be as bad or as good as I think it will be, and I may also forget the excitement of looking forward to something or looking forward with dread.
So I don’t spend huge amounts of time going over something past or thinking about something in the future. Often thoughts of the past or future were so distressing to me that I drank to tolerate them or even, sadly, to render myself unable to think. Aside from a few very harsh moments in my life time, my “now” has always been pretty good.
So, now I’m older and more practiced at living in the now. Now I think, at times, about taking another step forward in my thinking and in my being. Now, at times, I think about the extra step I can take now, to help someone or build a relationship or ease someone’s way.
For me, this is an evolved thought, how to live better in the now. I can pause at times and decide to do more, now. Admittedly, it’s often because I want to avoid some pain I’ve experienced in the past.
A saying that at times I hang in my office to remind me:
Do what you can, where you are, with what you have. ~ Theodore Roosevelt