Ignition

Too much of life is played out inside the head, tripping off down some side road into where we've been, or has us lost in a mirrage floating in the "what could be" somewhere up ahead. A dark within us doesn’t like living in the now, as if the present is small pickings for it to feed our fears and guilt. Past and future are the hells of never enough, the ache of want. Strung between the two is the somewhere we live our lives, the moving moment where the eternal touches, the point of ignition beyond which only love survives.

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Jeff Kyser

Date: 11/12/2022 8:23:00 AM

Good write, Paul. I think I'm living more in the now these days. At some point, I made peace with the past, but did do a lot of looking forward. Retirement has helped cut down on the what if, finally reaching one of the milestones I looked forward to for years. You are correct - we need to focus more on the here and now.

Paul Willason
Date: 11/14/2022 1:55:00 PM

Always a challenge, being fully alive can only be achieved by immersing oneself in the now. We try. Retirement should give you some space. Thanks for your comments Jeff.