The Present

And look around you. This is all that matters or exists. No other relationships, no stories, no worries, no guilt, no shame, no regrets. Just the floor beneath you, the pen in your hand, the voice beside you, the air around you and inside of you.

There does not exist in this place any anger, any fear. There is no lack, no jealousy, in this space money has no meaning. All of your needs are met. You live, you are loved, you are enough.