We often fill our days with so much activity it’s like an anesthesia numbing us from experiencing the fullness of our moments.  Consumed by our own ‘busyness’ we often become unavailable to others and to ourselves. Restless and impatient, the present moment is hastily ignored as we speed from one task to another. Self-absorbed, we sense time but have little or no space for the fullness or details of our moments as the momentum of action seamlessly and impulsively propels us forward into the future.

‘What is’ quickly becomes ‘what has been’ with or without our full attention.

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