I used to Cry at the Drop of a Hat . . . now I cry at the drop of a hat providing I know which hat and who dropped it.
I realized recently, that I hardly ever cry anymore. When I was younger, I was a big crybaby. I’d cry if I got my feelings hurt, and I’d cry when I was mad. I’d cry when I didn’t get my way, and I’d cry when things didn’t turn out like I expected.
I cried so much I could have gotten part-time employment as a water fountain. I wasn’t depressed, as such. I was simply someone who believed that every single thought I had was the God’s Honest Truth. Now, however, I’m much more selective about crying because I’m much more selective about the thoughts I believe.
My Ego on Autopilot
Now that I’m older and more mature, I’ve noticed the only time I really feel like crying is when I’m thinking of some unpleasant thing from the past, or I’m imagining some story that makes me worried about the future.
My ego is a master at churning out stories that have no existence in reality. My Ego loves to sneak in this kind of activity when my Higher Self isn’t observing what I’m thinking about. HA! But now I’m on to my rascally ego! My ego is a typical ego that can be pretty tricky when it comes to thinking up worst-case and sad stories. Sometimes even tricking me into crying about them before being detected by my higher self.
I’ve got to admit, though, I have been practicing and am getting better at making the present moment my primary focus. And when I can successfully focus on the present moment even for a little bit, my life becomes smooth and seamless and moments unfold naturally into the future, with no muss, no fuss and very little crying!
Living in a 24/7/365 World of Now
No-thing exists except for the “Now” thing. So resistance is futile. Oh sure, I can try to resist living in the present moment all I want; but no matter what I do, it’s still going to be Now. So I might as well give up and start paying attention to it.
Let’s face it, my life is going to go by no matter what I’m paying attention to. But why should I allow a Run Amok Ego throwing out false scenarios divert me from the only thing that truly exists. That which is occurring RIGHT NOW?
The Present Moment is the Pot of Gold at the End of the Rainbow of Time.
Oh, sure, sometimes what’s going on right Now can be little boring, and sometimes I might even have to cry about it. But mostly, I find that it’s 85 percent satisfaction with a 15 percent chance of joy. Provided, of course, that I remember to pay attention.
Until next time . . . I love you