Being present.

"That's how I want to be. That's who I want to be: deeply present in the present, in the mess, in the waiting, in the entirely imperfect right now." -Shauna Niequist 

It always follows the same pattern: 

I stop writing. It might be because I'm busy. It might be because I'm lazy. 

It might be a little bit of both. For whatever reason, I stop, telling myself

I'll write when I have something good to document. Before I know it, 

it's been a long time, and I find myself under the pressure of writing something

profound. If I wait long enough, my writing turns into the occasional life 

update-so occasional that each post holds the expectation that it must have meaning. 

Each post feels like it needs to be a big moment- a life lesson I'm in the middle of, or

an experience too good to not have written down. The longer I wait the more I realize

that these moments do indeed come, but are overshadowed by the presumption that

they need to be good enough if I'm going to write them down. 

But the truth is, life has settled down into a series of strikingly ordinary moments lately. 

They just don't seem worth writing down when viewed through the lens that each post

must be extraordinary. 

I've meant to blog for a while now. I even have some significant life updates that I want

to write about. But each time I have sat down to do it, I have been at a loss for how to

document the small moments in between. But this morning, I read a timely article that highlighted

some truth about appreciating here & now, regardless of what here & now looks like. 

Here's to being inspired by the beauty in the ordinary days.