I have a new mantra. “Enjoy the moment.”
Since all I really have is the moment, and I am comfortable that my basic needs will be cared for in life, nothing else really matters – except for the moment.
And in that moment, happyiness must reign supreme. Gratefulness that I am on the right side of the grass, as my barber put it so sucinctly the other day.
All there is to ask myself in any moment if I am happy. Am I enjoying doing whatever the heck I am doing? Am I enjoying conversing with the person who is across from me?
Lately, when the answer is no, I close my eyes, and meditate. I’ve done this on the road with kids fighting in the back. (My eyes were open.) I’ve done this in a waiting room after I arrived an hour early due to a miscommuniation about my appointment time. And I have done this as I sat on mute on a rather boring conference call.
The meditation really accomplish that much per se, but it does allow me to escape from my surroundings, and bring me back to all I really have, which is consciousness of myself, and the appreciation that I have for said conscioiusness.