Monday, October 18, 2010

One More Time, Mama

There is nothing like a child to remind you to be present in each moment.

My son, Z frequently requests that I do something, "One more time, Mama." I think to myself and sometimes say out loud, "Again?" He clarifies, "One more time, Mama." So I do it one more time. Over and over. One more time. Then I get it. He really does mean one more time. It's all we ever have. What exists is what is happening now, not yesterday, not tomorrow, not in an hour, but right now, this one more time.

He is the best teacher I have ever had.

I'd also like to give a special thanks to the Karen Maezen Miller (author of Momma Zen and Hand Wash Cold) and the Austin Zen Center for keeping me inspired and full of love.

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