Life is fragile and fleeting. Here today and gone tomorrow. You can pray and build and dream and it can all be snatched away by a careless word, an impulsive act or random chance.
So why do we bother to pray and build and dream? Why do we look to the future with hope in our hearts? Why do we try so hard to believe that a better day will come?
In reality, today, this moment is all we've got. We waste the now with our petty jealousy's and our if only's. We pretend that the now doesn't matter because tomorrow will be better.
Most of the time we aren't even in the now. We get stuck in the past, consumed by the shoulda, woulda, coulda. Or we dream about the future, the might be someday.
We spend our time rushing between the two, past and future, back and forth. Yet never pause to appreciate what we've created, what we have right now. Homes and jobs, cars and food. Love most of all. Any one of those beautiful blessings can be snatched away in the blink of an eye. They need to be cherished and appreciated.
Especially love. Love is fragile and fleeting. Here today and gone tomorrow. You can pray and build and dream and it can all be snatched away by a careless word, an impulsive act or random chance. It can takes years of work to build a relationship and it too can disappear in the blink of an eye.
So why do we love? Why do we try so hard to connect with people when so often it ends in heartbreak? What makes those fleeting moments of joy worth all the pain and confusion, the longing and loneliness?
I think perhaps, because in those moments when we love truly, we are fully present. We aren't lost in the past or dreaming about the future, but right here, right now, experiencing something beautiful and wonderful.
Love reminds us to be here, to be open, to feel joy. Love that is deep and true, whether it lasts for a moment or forever, brings us back to our true selves. In those moments of love we come into our bodies and feel deeply.
But we forget, we cease to be present with our love and so love gets eaten up by the mundane and the hurtful, the misunderstandings and the confusions. Until we are once again stuck bouncing between the memories of the past and the hope for the future.
Disconnected, adrift, longing for something that will bring us back to love. Back to the present. And so we search for love, desperately hoping it will fill a void in us that we can't name.
The answer is easy. Stop running, stop searching, stop hoping and dreaming and building and praying. Be here, right now, in the present moment and you will find something more precious then anything you could ever build, more precious than you could ever hope for, the greatest gift that you have ever prayed for.
You will find yourself.
