The other day I read a phrase that resonated with me. It was about how humans pursue being in a positive, elevated mood, but life is not about that. Our pursuit becomes an illusion and a distraction from the real world, making us believe that we are feeling better.
I savored the phrase and let it sink slowly.
Then the lightbulb went on. In presence, we accept ourselves as we are and as things are - good, bad, joyful, sad, beautiful, ugly, etc. It is what it is.
I was sad and cried later, but in that moment I was true to my feelings and it felt good in spite of the pain and the discomfort I was in. I was present to my surroundings with my body and senses.
Observing the hand while I'm writing, hearing the noises coming from the street, breathing cool air through my nostrils - these are all sensations that make us feel alive and that we keep chasing in various forms.
In the end, all we need is to be present. That's the real thing.
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