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“…being aware of what we are saying, staying present…is a moving and powerful experience.”
– Life with Hope, second edition, page 58
When I am living in the moment—not “future tripping,” as they say—I am more acutely aware of my feelings. This always proves helpful in dealing with my crazy addict mind. When I am present, it is easier for me to fully embrace my place in God’s universe and for me to accept that I am an agent of that force. In this awareness, I may be of better use to my fellows. I might actually stand a chance at being compassionate toward all, and most importantly for this addict, to tolerate that which I cannot understand. Being present can be as simple as taking, holding, and finally exhaling a breath. I am allowed to do this. I am allowed to do nothing but breathe and be, and come into awareness. I am allowed, in this manner, to take time out from my busy day and sit calmly with myself and thoroughly take stock of my desires, needs, and wants. When I am in such a state, I can more effectively weed out my crazy thoughts, so that I may come closer to doing God’s will.
Final thought: For today, I will set aside a few moments to be keenly present, with the goal that I may be present throughout the day and aware of my feelings, desires, needs, and wants.
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