When God Breathes and No One’s Home: A Journey Back to Now

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We are like children in a garden, trampling today's blooming flowers while dreaming of yesterday's withered petals. We spend our days blind to what we have, only to spend our nights haunted by crystalline visions of what we've lost. The greatest irony of life is not in losing what we have, but in truly seeing its worth only through the lens of its absence. Whether our delayed love is genuine awakening or performative grief matters less than the universal truth - we master the art of appreciation only after the moment has passed.

We are like children in a garden, trampling today's blooming flowers while dreaming of yesterday's withered petals.

Consider a river flowing endlessly – its waters represent our present moments, constantly moving, always fresh. Yet we stand on its banks with divided attention, one eye on our devices capturing the flow, the other on memories of previous currents. Sometimes we turn our backs entirely to the flowing water, lost in contemplation of the dry riverbed behind us. There we kneel, some of us in genuine reverence for what has passed, others performing elaborate ceremonies of remembrance, all of us somehow missing the sacred waters still flowing at our feet. We are time travelers with a bittersweet gift: the ability to finally see beauty clearly only after it transforms into memory, like trying to catch morning mist while missing the dawn breaking before us.

In our modern lives, we've become master architects of moments – some building elaborate monuments to what's passed, others desperately trying to preserve what's present before it slips away. Like modern-day Midas figures, we reach out to touch life, but our touch transforms experience into artifact, living moments into frozen content. This disconnect from the present moment manifests in countless ways: we sit at a feast while obsessively documenting each course, we attend our children's performances through phone screens, we parse conversations for future social media posts even as they unfold. We are not simply refugees from our lives; we are paradoxical beings, simultaneously curators and deserters of our own experience.

We are time travelers with a bittersweet gift: the ability to finally see beauty clearly only after it transforms into memory, like trying to catch morning mist while missing the dawn breaking before us.

Consider a ballet dancer on stage: Would they create more beautiful art by splitting their attention between their current movement and the imagined perfection of past performances? Would they dance more purely by trying to capture each motion for future reflection? No – the magic happens in the complete surrender to the present step, the current note, this very motion. Yet even here lies complexity – for while the dance itself must happen in perfect presence, the art of dance is built upon the foundation of remembered forms. The true essence of living lies in finding this delicate balance: being fully here, now – as immediate as a heartbeat, as present as your next breath – while honoring the wisdom that past moments have carved into our being.

For those suffering in genuine physical torment, their pain becomes their here and now – a cruel reality that deserves acknowledgment and compassion. Their cries to a seemingly absent God are valid, their questioning profound. Yet even in suffering, perhaps especially in suffering, the present moment remains our only true sanctuary. Pain may be unavoidable, but suffering multiplies when we flee from what is. The divine doesn't manifest in our yearning for different circumstances or our reflections on what's passed, whether those reflections are genuine insights or comfortable illusions. God, or whatever name we give to the sacred, appears in the fierce dedication to this moment – in the courage to fully inhabit each breath, each sensation, each fleeting second of being alive. This isn't spiritual bypass; it's spiritual confrontation. It's facing what is with open eyes and an open heart.

God, or whatever name we give to the sacred, appears in the fierce dedication to this moment – in the courage to fully inhabit each breath, each sensation, each fleeting second of being alive.

Nature offers us wisdom in this practice. Consider a sunflower following the sun's journey across the sky – it doesn't pine for dawn while facing noon, nor does it yearn for morning when dusk approaches. Its beauty lies in its perfect attendance to the present. Yet even the sunflower holds within its form the memory of every sun-turn that shaped its growth. We too can learn this art of presence, this dance of now that neither denies the past nor becomes lost in it.

Living in the moment isn't just a spiritual platitude – it's the only authentic response to being alive. It's not about denying memory or suppressing reflection; it's about finding that exquisite balance where we can be fully present while carrying forward the wisdom of what has passed. Each moment we're alive is an invitation to this sacred dance of now, and every breath is another chance to show up completely.

Living in the moment isn't just a spiritual platitude – it's the only authentic response to being alive.

The mantra of presence isn't found in words we repeat but in the way we choose to show up for our lives. It's in the taste of morning coffee noticed fully for the first time, in the weight of a loved one's hand in ours felt with complete attention, in the sound of rain on a roof heard as if it were nature's first symphony. This is how we invoke the divine – not through manufactured pleading for what was or what could be, but through devoted attention to what is. Life, in all its messy glory, happens only in the present. Yesterday's joys and sorrows are but photographs in the mind; tomorrow's hopes and fears are mirages on the horizon. All we ever truly have is this moment, this breath, this now. And in fully embracing this truth lies our greatest power – the power to live completely in each moment while carrying forward the wisdom of all that has shaped us.

Cultivating Presence: Your Journey Begins Here

As we conclude this exploration of presence, here are meaningful ways to begin your practice of being here now:

  1. The Awareness Anchor

Start each day by acknowledging both your present experience and the wisdom you carry from past moments. Choose one simple sensation to fully experience – the warmth of your morning shower, the texture of your coffee cup, the sound of birds outside your window – while appreciating how past experiences enhance your ability to notice these details.

  1. The Digital Balance

Create periods of digital silence in your day, not to deny the value of capturing memories, but to ensure you're fully present for the moments that will become those memories. Let documentation serve presence, not replace it.

  1. The Present Path

When you notice yourself dwelling in past or future, pause. Take three conscious breaths. This isn't about suppressing thoughts of other times – it's about choosing to fully inhabit this time, this place, this moment.

  1. The Reality Weave

Before ending each day, acknowledge three things you experienced today, noting both their immediate impact and their connection to your larger life story. Notice how present awareness and past wisdom enhance each other.

  1. The Sacred Integration

Select one routine activity and transform it into a practice of integrated presence. Feel every sensation, notice every detail, while allowing past experience to deepen your appreciation rather than pull you from the moment.

Remember, presence isn't something we need to learn – it's our natural state when we find the balance between being fully here and honoring the wisdom of what has passed. Each time you notice yourself pulled from the present is another opportunity to practice this integration, to come home to now while carrying forward the gifts of then. In this eternal present, you'll find what your heart has always known – the fullness of being truly, completely alive. Here lies the ultimate truth: the divine has been breathing through you, living in you, being you all along, while you've been searching elsewhere for what has always been here.

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“Avi Raina, a Kashmiri Pandit and enlightened Yogi, guides others with practical wisdom and a commitment to continual self-improvement. Emphasizing self-love and breaking free from limiting beliefs, Avi inspires individuals to become living examples of their knowledge, fostering personal growth and a deep connection with the divine within.” Read more

3 thoughts on “When God Breathes and No One’s Home: A Journey Back to Now”

  1. Every nuance has been beautifully expounded.

    @Body is here and now; can mind align with it outside Samadhi? Is the observer really watching the movement of thought from Past to future skipping the present?

    Thank you!

  2. This article cuts straight to the heart of being present in a way I have never experienced before. Your way of explaining things makes the whole concept of here and now crystal clear. I’ve spent decades trying to understand what living in the present really means, but these 10 minutes of reading this article have taught me more than all that searching. The otherwise deep ideas feel doable. Thanks!

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