I was walking down Court Street, carrying a Netflix DVD in one hand and my phone in the other. I was thinking about all the things I still had to do that night, like, “I need to do my sitting meditation practice, record a podcast, start planning tomorrow’s class, and answer those last few emails. Oh, and don’t forget…”
As I was shouting in my head, I noticed someone reaching out their arm to me. So, out of habit, maybe instinct, or possibly just sheer confusion, I reached my hand back towards theirs. I looked up to see a smiling face at me – it was Warwick. He just smiled at me and said, “you are so in your own world.” “Yes! Yes, I was thinking about all the things I have to do tonight!” I shouted back, “so non-yogic of me…” I mean, really. Busted Ang – not present with the moment at hand at all.
But before I could go down that path of loathing, he said, “but you’re smiling now.” And yes, yes I was. That one great interaction that made me smile and relax as I was, where I was. I almost missed it because I was too busy thinking about all the things I had to do later, and then almost missed it again because I started thinking about how I almost missed it.
Sigh. This being present in the moment is difficult…