Break the narrative...

Stuck in your own story again? As Bjork sings here, "I'm no fucking Buddhist, but..." And reflecting on this lyric, something sinks in; I think she makes a good point...

We're losing our enjoyment, or worse, our experience of the present - a place of infinite potential dragged into the commonplace by our pre-imagined narratives. The present is a muscle. Don't let it atrophy. Were you expecting your present just to work perfectly at some point in the future? Did you think this life would last forever?

If we bring ourselves to the moment, without a mind lost in an abstract to do list, without fitting the world into an old story, and with senses alert and pistons firing, things will generally sort themselves out for the better.