At the moment I am sitting in a coffee shop while I wait for the car to be repaired – I don’t know what is wrong, but I’ll worry about that when I do! I love the ambiance of this coffee shop. It’s cosy and always feels friendly. It sits in what was once Montrose jail and still has the three-feet thick walls, low doorways and recessed windows. There is a stone floor and lovely old beams support the roof. I can hear the low thrum of conversation and snippets of them as the voices of the people around me occasionally rise or burst into laughter, and I can smell the scent from my chamomile tea and the beginnings of today’s home-made soup (sweet potato and red pepper). I walked here in a roundabout way from the garage, doing errands on the way and I can feel the tingle of my muscles not used to moving so much. I feel the softness of the cushion that I’m sitting on and I enjoy the flow of my pen as it moves across the page recording these thoughts. Outside, it’s a beautiful warm, sunny day and the cool water that I drink is refreshingly welcome before I have my tea.
All of this is in the ‘now’.
With this in mind, my intention this week is to stop and smell the roses. To bring myself back from future or past, what might or might not have been, and focus on what is in front of me. Right here. Right now.
Will you join me?