My present is as important or even more important as my past and future.

What has happened is done.

And over.

What will happen is yet to be known.

Rest.

It’s the pliability and liability of the present that make it critically important.

I will shape my future past by what I do with my now.

I owe my future self the best of what I make out of today.

There’s nothing transformational or profound about this.

My present is the most essential thing I have.

And I rob my present of its gift when I choose to live in any other dimension other than now.

The words, “let go”, have been tripping me up lately.

Kicking out their little feet and giggling when I stumble.

Slowing me down.

Holy Spirit.

Random IG posts.

Convos with friends and family.

Internal, head whispers.

All saying it.

Let go.

Let go of the past.

Let go of your conjuring of the future.

Live…now.

Ambini

P.S.

I now live in California. And it is has been many moments of yes and amen.