The Future is Now

Last week after school, my 9-year-old daughter sat in the passenger seat and asked, “Mama, is it true that the future isn’t real?”

My heart thumped with intensity as she left me feeling speechless for the 10,000th time. Where does she hear these things? I often wonder.

“Yes, my sweet girl, it’s true,” I answered. Then I went on to say the words my heart offered, trusting it would all somehow make sense to her. 

You choose.

Either call in severe pain and rigor like I did — horrific monthly migraines that lasted from five to 32 days long for five years + a massive brain tumor and a 9-hour anesthetized brain surgery + 92 days of severe sciatica that ripped my body with an atrocious Level 10 (plus!?) pain — to wake up to the fact that Now is ALL WE HAVE, or...

Accept this now, without needing pain like that to wake you up. 

You are a gorgeous, exquisitely creative, completely loved and lovable Child of God. Being of Light, experiencing the limitations of time and space in a human body. 

Revel in the gift of being in a body.

Enjoy the things you love to do — dance, sing, give more hugs. Jump off boulders on the beach or if your body doesn't like that idea, cuddle up against one and feel it holding you. Earth is, after all, holding you. 

Ask for help — don't rob other people of the joy of giving. 

Forgive that guy who was mean to you; he doesn't see his wholeness yet.

Forgive yourself for that poor choice you made when you were drunk.

Spend a day doing nothing on your To Do list... simply bask in being.

Wear that dress you feel so fine in; let Life adorn you.

Pick up the phone and tell someone you love them.

Listen to an elder; their stories want to be heard.

None of these ideas resonate? Then what does? You are the one whose best friend you were brought here to be. My daughter and your own inner child are asking --

How will you honor the only moment there is?

Hug yourself.

Repeat.
Repeat.

Life is now. Honor yours. 

I love you.