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A Poem about Living in the Moment and Feeling Like a Miracle

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A Poem about Living in the Moment and Feeling Like a Miracle

Your life isn't just about paying bills and getting the work done. If you need to heal your relationship with time, read this poem. It'll remind you what living in the moment means: peace, grace, the hope that life doesn't have to be so hard. It took a lot of miracle to get you here, after all. 

“We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures.” —Thornton Wilder

I Am Living in the Moment

I am not defined by

Time.

My soul cannot be

Confined like that.

The clock is not my compass that I follow

Like a star in the sky at night.

Who am I to say what’s

Sacred and what isn’t?

What is wrong; what is right?

I am timeless,

Learning to live

Inside of time.

What’s sacred is

Too vast to be

Captured by the calendar, and

It’s still right here with me.

 

We watch how

Trees grow as the

Days go on, but

What if it was the

Same moment, just with

New eyes?

We made time to

Organize, but

How can we organize life?

We are a facet of the whole,

Here to experience

A sliver of eternity.

This isn’t home, but

It’s where we’re meant to be.

 

What do the eyes of

Eternity see?

Could we borrow that

Vision for new life,

Remade and yet the same,

Here in this place—

Outside of time?

I wonder what life is like

Outside my window.

What do the trees know

That I don’t?

If I open myself up to this moment,

What might I not be closed to?

 

Such simple things say,

“Beauty is right here.”

 

There is nowhere to go;

Why run away?

Everything is available if we

Stay.

As I go deeper,

I start to feel what trees feel.

For a little while,

I live according to time, but

That’s not where I’m from.

The greater that feeling,

The closer home.

. . .

Tell me:

Which part of this poem did you need to read today?

Tell me in the comments. I read every single one, and I'd love to know!

With love,

Jen

P.S. Need a little more help letting go? Get my book Sleep Rituals for 100 at-home practices that are all about you and the present moment. It’s more than a book about sleeping better. It’ll help you feel better so you can live and love better. And that’s… everything.

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