In this moment …

I sit in bed sipping my morning coffee before diving into my day. On the bed table is my basket of daily reading, a handful of vitamins and sinus medication and a banana to soothe the way for them. My mind skitters over the day and days ahead from dinner plans to choosing new dinnerware when I move to laundry and washing pets; from sending holiday cards to the need to learn more about diabetic cooking for my partner.

The brightly colored pencil moving across the notepad attracts the attention of 5-month old Tenzing. He has not yet encountered the smells of a cedar pencil covered in sparkly hearts, the last of a pack of Valentine’s Day pencils purchased for Caitlin nearly 6 years previous. Tenzing is engrossed, totally engaged in the fascination of light flashing from the silver foil hearts, whiskers quivering at the unexpected sharpness of freshly cut cedar wood. I envy his complete focus and absorption, his natural ability to be in the moment, something I’ve striven for so intensely through meditation. Kittens have no worries, or at least this one has none, knowing the lap will always be there, the food will magically appear at the least mew of summoning, the toys will jump at his slightest wish.

In my observance of the kitten, I realize I have, for just a moment, slipped into a instance of perfect awareness. I am reminded of the first gatha in Present Moment Wonderful Moment by Thich Nhat Hanh


For the first time in a long time, I find myself actually looking forward to the day somewhat. Not looking forward to any specific thing, just to the day itself.

Sitting in the warmth of the bed, the animals snugged against me in exhaustion after the exertion of breakfast, I catch sight of the dark brambles of the oak stretching toward the grey white sky.

1 Comment

  1. Rafa said,

    July 7, 2011 at 2:29 AM

    Please keep writing. I just discovered this blog. It’s beautiful. Heartbreaking, but beautiful. Keep going.


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