Yesterday is history, tomorrow is mystery, our gift is today, this moment, and that’s why it is called the present. This is my adaptation of a quote by Eleanor Roosevelt.
I believe we only have the second we are in and if we focus on that, all the other past and future seconds become negligible and they lose their power over us.
Guilt is thinking about the past and worry is thinking about the future. Look at any other living creature and see how much time it spends in the past or the future. I was once at the Honolulu Zoo where brightly feathered chickens roam free. I watched a mother with about six babies. She was watching her babies, in particular one who kept falling down, always in the back of the line. She would run to this little chick and encourage it to keep moving. Whether she saw the 200 pound tortoise or new she was in its enclosure, I don’t know but I saw the giant, slow, lumbering creature following, keeping an eye on the little, apparently ill chick.
I thought they were primarily vegetarians but within about five minutes the tortoise had the little chick in its mouth. The mother ran back and created a ruckus but the tortoise was fast and when the little chick, still showing from the mouth of the tortoise, stopped peeping the mother went and tended to her other healthy chicks, just as if nothing ever happened.
That is living in the moment and although I don’t think human beings should disregard the past or the future but they should spend less time living there and more time living the now.
Many religions and cultures adhere to this thought but we as individuals don’t. In the Christian bible Jesus says, and again, I take liberty in quoting:
Don’t worry about what you will wear tomorrow or what you will eat. Look at the birds of the air, are they worried? Look at the lilies of the field. Solomon in all of his glory did not look as beautiful as any one of them and tomorrow they will be cut down with grass and turned into the fire. Don’t you think you are looked after more than all of them? So worry not about tomorrow, for the moment has trouble of its own.