Let’s look at another way of approaching “Now is now.” It’s my first principle for getting better at getting old, or getting better at getting older than you are today. [To see them all, revisit My Twelve Principles for Getting Better at Getting Older, posted on January 1 of this year.]
In reframing this concept less philosophically, I’ve somewhat paraphrased the Beatles, or at least their rhythm, in hopes that swiping the beat of their song about a four-letter word starting with “L” may help you remember what’s important here. Just hear them in your head when you say “now is all there is” aloud. Listen to the slowly fading sound of their blended voices singing together, and then dying away at the end: Now is all there is, now is all there is, nowisallthereis….
Now is all there is is worth remembering — whether or not you do think love is all you need — because now is all there is. All you and I ever have is now. By the time tomorrow gets here, it’s now. Now also becomes yesterday before you can say “Jack Robinson” if you’re not keeping a close eye on it.
Minimizing the amount of time I spend not keeping a close eye on now has always been a big problem for me. I don’t mean just that I fail to admire the sunset when it appears, or that I don’t pause long enough to enjoy the sight of little birds coming to the feeders filled with black-oil sunflower seed that hang off our kitchen porch. I mean I have a really hard time staying firmly in my own life — right now, this very day, this very minute. I am almost always off in a daydream, a reminiscence, a strategy, someone else’s story, fictional or not. Sometimes, I’m even away from now when driving, which is a very big no-no. I also occasionally waste now by wondering how it will be when I’m dead and there’s no more now for me (even though I know perfectly well that when I’m dead there won’t be anything at all for me, much less a now) — because being truly dead is something I cannot conceive of! How can I possibly not be? How can there be a time when I won’t know how it will be to not be?
When you don’t stay in the now, you can get really far out of it.
And don’t tell me about meditation. I have tried it in groups, and at Kripalu with a friend, and on my own with Bill and a timer to tell us when it’s time to stop. The meditating mind — at least mine, the only mind of which I can knowledgeably speak — is, as they say, an unruly horse. I don’t do well with a verbal mantra, but closing my eyes and following my breath as it moves in and out of the nostrils feels good and is calming, so I do that. Until I discover I’m not doing that anymore but thinking about something else entirely. Which is probably after about two minutes, but I can’t tell for sure because I’m not supposed to open my eyes to look at the timer. Then I try to rein in my unruly horse and start again.
I was never on a real horse but once in my life. [You see how my mind is wandering away from meditation towards mares and stallions here?] It was a small horse, a very brief experience, and on all counts — except falling off, which I did not do because the trail guide was holding me — a failure. Maybe that partially explains my poor results with meditation. But I don’t think so. It’s just me. Also my choice of partner. Bill is usually willing to meditate, but also usually falls asleep before the timer rings.
Now perhaps you understand why I say “now is now” is not a resolution, even though it’s a principle. For me to resolve compliance would be to fail. On the other hand, to keep it in mind (as best I can, haha) does move me along in the right direction.
But now I have to go make oatmeal. It’s almost noon and we haven’t had breakfast yet. I used up breakfast time writing this for tomorrow (which is now today) and now it’s time for (yesterday’s) lunch. Oatmeal for lunch? Why not?
I hope all this about now has been helpful. If not, don’t sweat it. Now it’s history. Go appreciate now somewhere else. And try to get that Beatles beat out of your mind. It’s so yesterday.
8 thoughts on “NOW IS ALL THERE IS”
No, you will not know how it will be to not know. But that’s okay. And yes, oatmeal is good any time.
Not okay. It will happen anyway, but I don’t have to like it beforehand. 😦 Oatmeal yes! Absolutely good any time! 🙂
The older I get, the more I love the Beatles. They’re not yesterday, they’re NOW.
I wonder if something’s hardwired into the human genome that makes older people want to reminisce. I’ve noticed that very old people are always talking about things they remember from long, long ago. The tendency of some older folks to live partly in the past, to reminisce, seems to me to be quite logical. To one extent or another, by telling stories about the past, they’re teaching their younger listeners. During most of human history until the invention of the printing press, human knowledge and experience was not recorded, but passed along mostly through spoken communication.
They’re NOW for you, John. Not for the very young. You’re right, though, that human experience gets passed along from generation to generation through telling stories — and that’s been true even after the invention of the printing press. However, what the next generation wants to listen to is another story. 🙂
Right with you except for the oatmeal. To be avoided at all costs…
What can I say? Different strokes for different folks? Different grains for different brains? How about English muffins and jam? 🙂
Yep. Much better! Quite like bagels with smoked salmon and cream cheese though…
Good. Now everyone is happy…