So I'm humming along with my futuristic visions of creations and collaborations, possibilities and projects, and how I'm gonna change things in my life, and how I wish some things would change sooner rather than later, and what everything is going to look like when . . . WHAM!
WE INTERRUPT THIS BROADCAST . . .
Huh?
THIS BROADCAST OF THE FUTURE HAS BEEN INTERCEPTED WITH NOW.
What's that?
THIS BROADCAST. IT ISN'T REAL. ALL THAT EXISTS IS WHAT YOU SEE, WHAT YOU EXPERIENCE, AND WHO YOU ARE, RIGHT NOW.
Well, yeah, but . . .
ALL THAT YOU'LL EVER HAVE, OR EVER BE, IS RIGHT NOW.
Oh.
(Clearing throat). Well then. That means my wheel-spinning of plans and schemes and doings and hopes is all in vain. That means what I call my "envisioning" is filling my head with wishing nonsense. That means I'm forever thinking the future will be better while ignoring the beauty and beautiful people right next to me.
YES.
And maybe my imagination would be better served loving my life the way it is, experiencing who is with me in this moment and where I am, exactly the way I am, here.
BINGO.
Uh, okay. Got it, I think. For now, anyway . . .
