Staying Where Your Feet Are

imagesThis may become my epitaph if I can ever hone the skill.

It’s a 12 Step expression encouraging you to stay present not drifting too far into the future.

The practice of mindfulness may sound easy, but come to find out, is a bitch to master. Like anything, one has to keep at it in order to makes it yours.

We’re always looking towards tomorrow, like reading the last page of a book. The irony is, regardless how you think things will turn out, it’s never how we envision the outcome.

There’s a Chinese proverb: we make plans while God laughs, yet we make them anyway the little, stubborn rascals we are.

Al day I reel myself in from worry and concern. I chant idioms like, one day at a time, easy does it, bloom where you’re planted goddammit.

There are so many of these sayings, I can’t help wondering if there’s a little old lady somewhere who thinks them up. If I knew who she was, I’d send her a fruit basket with a nice note.

As I’ve gotten older, it’s harder to stay peaceful in the present since I’m always waiting for the other shoe to drop…but then think, maybe there’s only one shoe…

and as someone said to me recently…perhaps it’s a strappy sandal Susannah, or a Prada pump.

One could only hope.

If all the above fail, I then take out my trump card…September 11th.

I think of the thousands of men and women who perished that day. How they got up, went to work like any ordinary Tuesday never thinking it would be their last.

Were they worrying about money, age, owing the shoemaker 10 bucks for a month? Did they toss and turn the night before wondering, what will the future bring? If they had known, this was it, do you think they would have spent their last night on earth in such torment?

I have to say, out of all the slogans and pithy sayings, it’s the one thing that sobers me emotionally.

Today, is truly all we have. This hour, this minute.

What will it take for me to remember…have it in my data base at all times without slipping into dread and panic.

I really don’t know the answer to that, but in memory of the fallen who lost their lives, I should find out.

SB

 

Over the Memorial Day weekend I read a huge anthology of the works of Nora Ephron, and what came up over and over again, even when she wasn’t battling leukemia was…life’s short and we need to make the most of it, no matter what.

It’s added to my basket of tranquil bywords.

 

 

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About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
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10 Responses to Staying Where Your Feet Are

  1. skinnyuz2b says:

    Such wise words and so easy to forget.

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  2. AF says:

    That was perfect. Just what I needed to hear.

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  3. katecrimmins says:

    I loved Nora. I could picture the three of us at Starbucks sucking down a big ol’ coffee and talking life stuff with lots of giggles. What you are saying is so true yet within 5 minutes of admitting that, I am off to the worry races looking at the sheet to see who’s running today. Humans! They never make any sense.

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    • I know you’re a Nora fan…I got that perfect egg recipe from her…she apparently loved good coffee…read that someplace. Try to read Heartburn again. You can probably download it cheaply on your Kindle. It was as if I had never read it before.

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  4. micklively says:

    I spend most of each day preaching “If you’re failing to plan, you’re planning to fail.” I think the trick is to have a good plan, that deals with the real issues, and not be distracted from it by the “noise”.

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  5. Lynn says:

    I think it’s an ongoing challenge for all of us Susannah. We just get caught up in the everyday bullshit of life & need to remind ourselves to be more present in enjoying today & this moment.

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    • Easier said than done…I just made myself read a book about September 11 called 102 Minutes..It was time to really know what it was like for those people…and I have to tell you, it really spoke to me, how precious every second is because we don’t know what’s coming, good or bad. Their fate was so random. Could have been any of us…I spend so much of my time terrified of the future…Only God sees around corners…have no clue what’s truly coming my way. Thanks for writing.

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