The First, The Only


Although I love this season, warm and sunny days are never too far from my mind either. It’s funny how once a certain season begins, we give it a couple days before we start to miss what we just had. It’s happened to me a lot. As soon as the weather turns cool, I bask in it, ready for the holidays to commence but I can’t help but start to think about when I’ll be able to wear my sundresses and enjoy an outdoor meal.

It leads me to think that sometimes we’re never really satisfied with what we have until it’s gone. And that’s a shame because the seasons will always have their cycle but moments don’t last forever. Our experiences are limited to whatever is happening in the here and now. There’s never a guarantee that we’ll be given the same thing next time.

I’ve been guilty of focusing on anything other than what’s happening to me in the present, wishing I was in a different “season” and ultimately losing out on what could’ve been something worth remembering. That’s why now I try my hardest to embrace the now rather than daydreaming about the later. I have time to daydream when I’m having my me-time.

Time is a very misleading thing. All there is ever, is the now. We can gain experience from the past, but we can’t relive it; and we can hope for the future, but we don’t know if there is one.”

George Harrison

I’ve noticed that when I’m not present, it makes it harder to let go of that memory because I start to think about just how different it would’ve been had I switched my focus. The feeling of regret is never pleasant. It makes the present worse because that becomes all you see rather than what’s right in front of you. Mix that with the longing for what’s ahead and the present only becomes a clock you wish to fast forward or rewind. Then, it’s lost all together.

Being present is what makes every experience memorable and heightens all your senses to make you feel that moment. There’s no chance of regretting not taking that necessary time and you avoid the sense of longing had you done that in the first place. 95% of the time, you won’t experience the same thing twice, at least, not the the way you did the first time.

Our experiences are limited to whatever is happening in the here and now

I wrote a while ago about what kind of unique ability I could have if I got to choose and it was to be able to experience things again and again as if it were for the first time. Sometimes that first is what ends up making that moment. There’s nothing wrong with waiting excitedly for the next season to hit so long as you enjoy the one you’re living in now. We’re not always promised a second chance or a repeat. Sometimes all we’re given is the first, the only.