I struggle to feel present. I desire it but it does not come easily. I am very rarely happy exactly where I am. My body might be. But my mind is consistently elsewhere. In another place, on a different day – almost always in the future.
I suppose this internal forward-momentum is good. Adventure and exploration come easily to me. I enjoy the thought that I will venture beyond what is most comfortable.
But this restlessness is at great odds with my desire to be still.
I suppose this is my constant work. To balance stillness and movement. It will take time.