Do you recall the night before your birthday, or possibly and religious celebration where we exchange gifts, and you sat in eager anticipation of what may unfold?
You cannot sleep; you keep imagining what may be and possibly add a prayer or two for good measure. The anticipation is immense. Mind spins, the heart may even race, and restlessness is the name of today’s game.
Yet, you have no idea what to expect. It’s the anticipation. We create a sense of euphoria, and optimism reigns supreme. We made the moment out of our own ideas, wishes, and wants. Possibly a word or two uttered, in some cases, a hint dropped, yet you don’t know with any certainty.
You wake up, and it is the day. The present is there in front of your tired, over drowsy eyes. You clutch it and rip the paper and bow off to possibly reveal a container. Hurriedly, you open the container, and voila, there it is. Finally, you come face to face with that expectation you created, likely for days and possibly weeks.
Most of that feeling of euphoria we create ourselves. The excitement, anticipation, suspense. All a trick of the mind.
Should we not have more present days? Why do we not create these for other events? It may be meeting a person, a new experience, work opportunities, a slow walk in the morning, even a simple dish.
Our daily routines and encounters offer an abundance of present days. Do we want to create one today or not? That choice is simply ours.
