The hot water rained down upon my face,
as my mind raced back and forth, back and forth,
over the schedule,
the to-do list,
over the tantrum just thrown at the store an hour before,
back and forth, back and forth
over the arguments had last night, late
and the fruit from the "school" lesson of this morning,
over the progress and the regressions,
over the failures and the forgiveness
(so much ground the mind can cover in such a short span).
And He said,
Feel the warm water over your face.
Let your muscles relax as you stand in the shower
All by yourself.
Be aware of this moment.
This moment that you are given.
Are you here?
Or are you in the past?
In the future?
Are you lamenting or dreaming?
Or can you just be still...
And I realize...
Being present in the moment makes me so much more aware of the little gifts
He leaves me,
Day in and day out.
And no longer do I wish to miss them,
The simple pleasures that nourish the soul.
Linking with Emily at Imperfect Prose
Dayle for Simple Pleasures.