It’s so bloody cliche, but so bloody true!
The present is a present.
When you are fully in the moment, it is such a gift. Days can speed past and you can wonder where they went, but yesterday was made up of so many moments that I was fully present for, and I savoured them then, and I am savouring them now looking back over the past 24 hours or so.
The cycle to the supermarket to get the groceries and coming back with two overflowing panniers and a basket of goodies (I haven’t quite mastered how much will fit on my bike, and how heavy some of the food is!)
The pure delight and excitement of a friend who is teaching my darling to play the piano when he managed to play four bars of music with his right and left hands simultaneously. (She is a born teacher)
The delight of my darling when he realised he had played those four bars!
The sharing of food and conversation with friends and being truly comfortable to have in-depth discussions about life and individual strengths.
The sense of invasion when we found that someone had used an angle grinder to take the padlock off our bike shed. Luckily a neighbour heard and yelled at them before they managed to take any of the bikes. (Our bathroom is now a little bit crowded with 2 roadbikes being stored there safely!)
Rocking up at a party where I knew no-one and having great conversations with people. Being able to say that yes, I am a coach, and then exchanging phone numbers with someone that I hope to meet up with for a coffee soon.
Seeing fireworks over London from the AMAZING roof-terrace at said-party.
In the space of a few hours getting a real sense of people, their histories, their stories, their potential futures. I really do love people and find them fascinating.
Heading to a second party of the night and catching up with a friend I haven’t seen in ages.
Getting my boogie on to rock-and-roll music in a random club in Soho (yet another reason why I love London!) and dancing without a care in the world.
Trying unsuccessfully to find a cab at about 1am in the morning, and finding central London buzzing – people and more people everywhere!
Getting home at 2:30am, and breaking down in tears because I was tired, cold, hungry and OVER the night!
That is 24-hours to remember! Today will be a lot quieter, but still full of magic moments if I just take the time to be present for them.