Buddha formulated it as to not walk in the past or
loose yourself in the future, as the present moment is here and now.
If Christ was to return today, Eckhart Tolle said he
would probably say; “I am the Truth. I am divine presence. I am eternal life. I
am within you. I am here. I am Now.”
Confucius hits the nail on the head with the
statement: “If you have the desire to recreate yourself do it Everyday”.
None of the above refers to what was or what should
be. All are living within the second of each breath that is taken, as a
totally whole, and in itself, complete moment. It is a thought process I
have been reading of, studying and in some aspects absorbing into my being,
over my past forty-five years. Since completing my teacher’s certificate
in Qigong Yangsheng and conveying to my students a method of nourishing and
caring for your own personal daily health in the mental, physical and spiritual
sense; it has become even more personalized for me.
I have this moment. It has already dissolved as I
write these next words. In the time I am writing this, my thoughts are
also trying to take over the moment. Like a herd of monkeys swinging from
branch to branch chattering loudly for attention, splitting the various “needs”
they think await my action, into my moment and yet they are not actual part of
what is now happening. They are not within this moment. Only I am. With
the ease of each breathe that is rising and falling within my diaphragm.
Therefore for the next 354 days until my next birthday
rolls around, I am going to embrace the fact that I am here, breathing and
living through the 46 years I have already gathered. Each day, hour and
minute will be lived with the pure pleasure of being. If I view a moment
as wasted, so be it. As spoiled, so be it. As passionately loved,
so be it. There will be no judging. I will see the moments as part
of making up of the life I live. The person I am. Most of all, I
will focus on being as fully aware of the moment as best I can, with every fiber
in my being.
In the Shaolin temple all the novice monks are told
upon the beginning of their training a parable about a man, who walking home
from wood cutting in the mountains, senses a very strong presence bearing down
upon him. He turns his head backwards to see a mighty tiger, with eyes a
glow, focused directly upon him. He knows immediately of the tiger’s
intent and begins to walk faster thinking perhaps he might just have the means
to escape it. Then he starts to run. Yet this only brings him to an
abrupt stop at the edge of an Abyss. Turning around he sees the tiger
gloating. Looking forwards he sees the never ending decent, to the jagged
stones below. Death awaits him behind or in front of him. His
glance then turns down towards his feet where a small bush of wild strawberries
grows. There is one, rich red, wild strawberry growing amongst the
vibrate green leaves. He bends down and plucks the fruit. Placing
it in this mouth, he enjoys the sweet, intense taste of the ripe berry.
It is divine. To be savored now. This moment is his alone. No
matter what the outcome is to be for his life no one can take away from him this
last moment of pure magic.
In China there is a saying, which loosely translated,
says “never wait until you have time”.
I will not wait.
I will live now.
In this exact moment.
Your
Koruswhispers
