There is another step coming on your journey forward.
You don’t know when it will be or what it will be. That is okay.
It doesn’t mean you can’t be happy and satisfied with where you are right now.
It doesn’t mean you can’t be peaceful in this moment.
It’s okay to believe and know that another step is coming.
It’s okay to have faith in that.
Because when that time comes – you will know.
A few years ago, I was riding in a car with some friends, and when we were about two minutes from our destination, I unbuckled my seatbelt. One of my friends noticed this and laughed. “You always do that,” she said.
I was confused.
“You take off your seatbelt before we’ve actually arrived at our destination,” she explained.
I considered this, and realized it was true. “It’s because I’m ready for the next activity,” I told her. And I was. Whatever the next activity is – going home, going for a run, saying hi to Tee, unpacking the car – I am always ready for the next activity. In fact, sometimes I am so ready for the next activity that I’m not really present in the current activity.
I don’t want to rush through my days. I want to savor every moment. Especially my Moments of Flow. (See my explanation of Moments of Flow here!)
Speaking of which – for the first time in what feels like forever, I had a Moment of Flow! It was during a session of writing last week. After Teddy went to bed, I sat in my kitchen with the lights off, the sunlight through the windows slowly fading, my fingers typing on the keyboard – and all of a sudden, I felt it. I was in Flow.
It felt lovely. So happy and free. When I have a Moment of Flow, I just want to stop, freeze, and breathe it in. I turned off Netflix; it was playing in the background, but when I’m in Flow, I don’t need the distraction of a television show. I just need to soak up the moment.
I found myself wondering why this Moment of Flow came. Was it because I was writing? Because the lights were out? Because I was surrounded by books, flipping through them in search of inspirational snippets? Was it my stretching? Scratching my head?
I don’t know. Maybe I’ll never know. But I have a suspicion that it helps to slow down. To take my time. I often find myself rushing through the day for absolutely no reason. One of my quick fixes lately has been to simply slow down. I stop whatever I’m doing, and I start doing it more slowly. I even walk slow – purposefully, carefully. It’s a way of resetting my internal metronome. Reminding myself that I don’t have to rush from thing to thing to thing to thing to thing.
There are always so many things. But my life goal is to enjoy every moment. And you can’t enjoy any moments if you’ve already taken off your seatbelt and gotten wrapped up in the next moment. For me, it’s all about taking one moment at a time – doing one thing at a time, fully.