Be Present

I love to plan.

I love planning for goals, things, events, vacations, etc. Whether my planning comes to fruition is an entirely different matter altogether.

My head is usually in the clouds, thinking and dreaming up something I want to do in the future. The strange place called the present, the here and now, is a place I rarely land.

But the future isn't so exciting because once I get there, suddenly, it's the present. Then I'm on to planning for the next thing.

When you open a gift, you're paying attention to the gift. You're (hopefully) not thinking about the next gift before you've even unwrapped this one.

I want to be present.

Life is so very beautiful.

And I'm missing out on it.

Be present.

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