Everything is yours for a time, and then it isn’t.
Everything is borrowed, and everything is temporary while you are here.
Yet you approach your life as though you have forever to live it.
You go about each day imagining that tomorrow when things are less busy, the kids are a little older, you’re through this one phase, and the problem at the tip of your mind has resolved itself
You will let yourself be present on the day you greet.
The illusion is that you’re always one step away from freedom.
It’s not one step further into the external, it’s one step inward.
One step closer to realizing that this is all there is and this is more than enough.
