One of the many things we experience is the simultaneous reaching for more alongside the subconscious knowing that the little we have is all we truly need. We seek noise, though silence holds the answer. We look to the future, we look to the past, yet we forget the now.
We live here. We live now.
The illusion of the future and the weight of the past hold us captive. It is like a pendulum, swinging from what was to what ought to be. From what made us happy to what might make us unhappy. We cling instead of letting go. We try to force the future into submission, forgetting all the while that the future emerges with effortless grace in the here, in the now.
Let us flow. Not blindly. With visionary intention. Instead of waiting for tomorrow, let us be today who we wish to be tomorrow. It is what is born today that shapes the morrow.