I know I’m not alone with my doubly-washed hair and my tendency to find myself in the future rather than in the present. I teach mindfulness skills to new moms, and all of us talk about our struggle to stay in the present moment. Our lives are full and busy, and thinking ahead is supposed to get us ahead. But are we truly getting ahead if we never truly just are where we are? We are like helicopters, hovering, touching down once in a while only to propel ourselves back up off the ground. We have trouble landing.
Of course something will go wrong. And something will go right. That is the nature of being human. But right then, I realized that there was still a part of me that equates mindfulness, present-moment awareness, with laziness. It felt indulgent to stop thinking about the future, irresponsible somehow. Despite the fact that doing so made me far less efficient at my current task of finishing my shower. Despite the fact that I have absolutely no control over the traffic patterns on I-95 on any given day.