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Living in the Moment

Wednesday, 25 June, 2014 - 7:47 pm

In our fast-forward culture, it is inevitably difficult for many of us to "be there" completely.  As you drive your brand new car out of the auto-mall, there is a 2015 newer rival waiting in the shadows.  When our child is talking to us, it's hard not to notice the work waiting.  When you purchase a new computer, you know it'll be a year at most before a better one will emerge.  So instead of living the moment, we're constantly looking ahead, looking to what we will buy, what we will do, what will happen.    
ShulasBlog.jpgWhich makes the concept a worn-out cliche:  Live in the moment, stop and smell the flowers, stop waiting for things to be over.
Certainly it is good to have a well-rounded perspective, leaning into the past for insight, savoring the present mostly, and thinking about the future to be prepared.
But what happens when we're too absorbed in our problems, waiting for things to be over, or living in the future?  What happens when we spend our precious time with our loved ones worrying about, or thinking of, what will be with this, that and the other thing?
We become like the little baby in utero at a symphony orchestra.  Wrapped in concealing layers.  There but not all the way there.  Perhaps hearing, but not fully experiencing, the music.
Needless to say, the worrying doesn't help the problems.  For me, they only start to grow bigger in my mind, bigger than my child's desire to have me dance-but really dance-with her all around the kitchen.  And she can sense that detachment. 
Other times, the real way to live in the moment, to accomplish something, is to do nothing.  To sit on a park bench, with my earpiece off, my laptop out of sight, just being.  Simply present.  So that as my children climb up the bars, they will have the delight of knowing that Mommy is there, available to be impressed by their ability to get to the top. 

To actually do something as “ridiculous” as holding my son for an hour-while he sleeps unaware, during his afternoon nap, just savoring his baby smell and his fleeting babyhood. 

So my resolution is to try to retire from my constant absorption and worry.  To close my eyes to fully concentrate on the beauty of music, to open my eyes to the wonder of these precious moments with my children when they are still young, to enjoy the magnificent scenery as I drive each day, to live in the here and now.  It's not that I'll be naive, pretending that my problems don't exist.  It's just that life is too short to dwell on them non-stop, when I could be dancing-really dancing-with my daughter in the kitchen.

Comments on: Living in the Moment

Rishe Deitsch wrote...

I am the lucky woman who got to dance with Mrs. Shula Bryski in the kitchen when she was a child. Now I can watch her dance with her own children. Thank you for this beautiful article! How I miss my grandchildren! The Bryski kids really know how to dance...

M. Sufrin wrote...

Dear Shula loyt
Just discovered your writing talent and I am amazed and very impressed - besides your musical talent, etc. and your friendly nature.
Zei gezundt together with your family and Klal Yisroel and keep up your wonderful work - may it bring Moshiach Now!!!
Chag Someach Besimcho Ubepenimius Vechol Tuv Begur
From Miriam Sufrin