This moment, this particular experience arising in your particular body and particular mind, is absolutely unique. And irreplaceable.
And yet we rush by life, always in the pursuit of what’s next and what’s (apparently) going to be better than this.
We forget that each moment is already dying away to become something else, even when we’re not rushing and pushing and trying to have things happen.
Perhaps when we understand this, we’ll be ready to slow down enough to pay our lives the attention they deserve.