by Antonella De Giuli
“And don’t let go one day to find yourself again, son of a sky so beautiful, because life happens now…” Claudio Baglioni
How many times have we found ourselves at work without realizing what had happened on the way there? Or maybe sometimes we feel like time does not belong to us but governs us and we feel a strange sense of dissatisfaction, as if no matter how much we do, we can’t do enough, yet we don’t know what we can do differently.
The Miryadi blog exists to be a space, a fertile ground and community in which to experiment, share reflections and suggestions on how to “live the present” in a conscious, rich and significant way. In a busy world where nothing is ever enough, in a time when everything flows away like sand between your fingers on a windy day, we want to focus on the here and now, on the present moment. If we listen to ourselves and let ourselves be guided by our values, when we observe what happens to us without judgement, we can gain compassion to savor and fully experience whatever life offers us.
If the past cannot come back and future does not yet exist, the only time in which we can live is the present.
There is an Italian phrase “fare un presente” – “to make a present” when bringing a gift to someone, and indeed the present is a precious gift that we cannot waste. We can however, try to live consciously savoring every moment, without getting lost in our thoughts or our concerns. Being aware of the present also means increasing our attention spans, the organization of the planning of the activities to carry out. In this blog we will find food for thought on how to deal with everyday life with simplicity, with an approach of awareness and paying attention to the present moment, without judging ourselves or how much is happening around us.
We will try to understand what really enriches us and make us feel good and to recognize it in the small everyday things, developing a gratitude for what we have received.
One evening I was in the doctor’s waiting room, intent on mulling over the time I was wasting and on everything I needed to take care of once I got home. I was tired, tense and my thoughts had taken me so far away that I didn’t pay the slightest attention to what was happening around me, as if to stay in my head brooding could change things. When the first notes of Pachelbel’s canon played on the stereo (a piece that I like very much) the waiting room was flooded with the classical music. Suddenly I abandoned my frustrated thoughts.
Listening to the melody, trying to recognize the sound of the instruments, the notes flowing harmoniously one after the other, I felt the muscles of my body relax and my breathing became calmer. I felt the beauty of just being there, living that moment. I was truly “present.”