A Buddhist Monk once wrote that “To live in the present moment is a miracle.” Given the current situation
of being sequestered, we are finding new ways to bring body and soul to the present moment. Being present means being mindful of how we engage with each day. Life is racing away from us, speeding up to a barely noticeable zoom as we get older and our present will soon be the past that we long for.
There is a peace when we locate ourselves in time and place, of taking part in the miracle of life. With thoughtful
awareness, we are found in a moment of timelessness. We are ourselves— shed of the world’s demanded costumes
and make-up, minds rendered naked. There is no desire dedicated to self-absorption because there is peace.
At some point, for each of us, our boat will come into harbor and our journey on this earth will end. What are
the best ways to fill the moments in which we live? How can we celebrate those who nourish and guide us, those
who have molded us? Will they become the ghosts that reside in our memories or can we bring them to full color
each day of communion?