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Mindfulness.

Staying in the present moment. Breathe in, breathe out.

We’ve all heard this New Age mantra about staying in the present moment. Be mindful. Breathe in. Breathe out.

I am sure some readers will say that I have missed the point altogether, but please respect my point of view as you read. I am not trying to change your point of view if you find comfort in “being in the present moment.” I surely would never begrudge anyone if breathing in and out and staying in the present moment comforts them. Great! More power to you. Carry on!

But, what if the present moment is filled with suffering?

But, what if the present moment stings like a swarm of bees stabbing away at all that you love and hold dear?

But, what if the present moment is unbearably sorrowful?

What if you would give the universe just to escape the present moment?

What if you don’t want to be in the present moment?

Mindfulness?

I actually want to escape this present moment. I don’t want to sit on a mat, close my eyes and breathe in and out (actually I breathe in and out automatically; it’s called respiration).

I want to take action. I want to change this present moment. I want to execute strategies to tackle this sorrow. I want to be proactive. I don’t want to sit and be mindful. . .

It hurts too much to stay in this moment.

I want to act. I want to move away from this present moment. I don’t want to accept the inevitable. I want to fight until the bitter end to save this person whom I love. I refuse to concede to defeat.

Mindfulness doesn’t fit in with who I am.

I am restless. I am not good at being still. I know I should be still (as my previous post stated).

But, I simply can’t stop expecting a miracle. I believe God is God of miracles. I believe God wants me to be still, though. Be still and wait on Him. I will try. Each day I will try to be still and wait on God to do His will.

If that means sitting quietly and breathing in and out, then I will do it.

I just don’t like this moment.

It hurts too much.

It is unbearably sorrowful.

I need to catch my breath because I simply cannot breathe when my soul hurts like this.

Breathe in; breathe out.

Be mindful of the days that God has blessed me with and pray for courage to be still.

And just trust God in this present moment.

Copyright 2024 Jenny W. Andrews

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