There it was. There I was. I'd arrived in my usual spot...with my usual camera..on an everyday usual morning.
I stopped - for a moment - to take it all in...to truly absorb and appreciate its beauty.
Like a monkey - swinging from branch to branch..from tree to tree - my mind went. One thought..and then another. First this..and then something else. The day had not yet begun - and already I was overbooked..and over-busy.
My body - was present.
My mind - clearly - was not.
Slowly - I reminded myself to breathe. I reminded myself to feel. I reminded myself that this - right here and now - is the only moment.
My heart slowed. My head cleared. I began to see. The exquisite light. The budding trees. The work of nature's most talented and hard-working dream-weaver artist.
Simple - yes. Never easy. Why is it - I wondered - that practicing presence can be so hard?