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Right Now, Right Here
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Right Now, Right Here
By Jane Tawel
January 2, 2025
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So full of grief for moments past
So anxious for next moment
So bitter that this life won’t last
So rife with pain and mindless foment.
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I wander blindly, thought to thought
Not seeing, hearing, tasting.
I miss what Is for what is Not
While precious Nows go wasting.
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This morning as I woke — my dream
did linger in my consciousness
And for a moment, it did seem
I could escape this awful mess
of all the negativity that I allowed to fester,
and so, I set my mind to be an open-minded quester.
I realized what I called my life,
was really just a reverie,
but I had wasted so much time
in future fears and burdening memory.
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I vowed this day to change the way