Present. It’s where we live. Where we exist. Moment to moment. Not measured by the ticking of the clock. Only measured if we live in the moment…exist, now. Be here, now. We practice for many moments, hours, days, years and then we arrive here, now, in the present. And then, cancer arrives in our body, in our mind, in our present. Cancer screams for us to look at the future but all we see is our present, driping away.
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