Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That is why it’s called the present.
As I write this, living in the London area, times are tough indeed. We are seeing a new variant of Covid that is thought to be 70% more transmissible. Cases are rising fast, we are locked down, the news is full of borders being closed to the UK. Oh, and Brexit looks like happening at the end of the month with no agreements in place to ensure goods can go back and forth as before, so I am sure lines at the supermarkets will be as crazy long as they were in March.
There is absolutely nothing I can do or to be done other than to play my part by following the rules as we all wait to see how fast vaccines can be rolled out through the core of the population.
This will be a very quiet Christmas, yet I have a roof over my head, food to eat, contact with those I love.
So, I’ll be tuning out of the news for the next couple of weeks. The 24/7/365 news we get bombarded with is of negative value to me, particularly at this time. Instead, I will be focussing not on “What’s Next?”, but instead on “What is Now”. My choice in responding to all of this is to focus on the present and each present moment. There will be time to focus on what comes next, now is time to focus on what is now.
Today is a gift. That’s why it’s called “the present”.
Oh, and yes I’ll keep writing daily, that is my rhythm and commitment, and yes, some of that may be looking to the future, but, as with today, I will simply sit down at my keyboard each day and write what comes to me in the moment, in the present of each day.