On Being Present
In my treatment session on Friday, we talked about mindfulness, the act of living vibrantly in the present. It is a way to cut out distractions and live a fuller, happier life.
I’ve always found this skill impossible to master. There’s so much happening around me, in my head, that I can’t always bring myself where my feet are. All I can focus on are my past and future mistakes.
On Friday, my new girlfriend and I were in her room. We were both a little nervous since we hadn’t kissed yet, but at the same time felt strangely at ease with each other. While we were lying on her floor in a pile of blankets, noses nuzzled in books, a little voice in my head kept yelling, ‘Kiss her! Kiss her!’
So I asked if I could kiss her. She said, ‘Finally!’
The moment our lips touched, my life came to a screeching halt. I was grounded. Present. In the now. She pulled me from the clouds and planted me onto earth.
When we finally stopped kissing, I rested my head on her shoulder and held onto her tightly. For the first time in a long time, I felt at peace, at ease.
I really hope she sticks around.