Living in the moment can have it’s challenges. I believe this is why people struggle not being present in their day. How we judge what’s happening in ‘our‘ moments determines our happiness.
Almost three years ago, my husband (not a problem handyman), and I sold our house, which I termed the house from hell, located in the city.
I couldn’t take living there.
I only lived in that house for five years, but that was five years too many.
It was truly a nightmare for me.
I arrived there by way of meeting my husband. It was his home. When we decided to move in together I ended up selling my home because it was sellable at the time. His was not. Think long time bachelor working obsessively….never devoting any time, ANY TIME to anything there.
The city we lived in wasn’t a large city by standards, it has around 68,000 people. I know there are many of you that live in much larger cities. I, however, had never lived in any town, ever. The closet town I lived in was 3 1/2 miles from our house only having 108 people in it. When I moved into handyman’s house, I was devastated. Living there took a lot out of me. The first six months I lived there I would cry every time I drove into the driveway. Can you see why??
The lesson I learned when I saw where handyman lived taught me to never judge anything at ALL….had I, I would never have married my best friend nor the best man in the world. He has such a wonderful attitude about life and has taught me so much. Gratitude for this man is an understatement.
And, to make matter worse, at the time, I had my own landscaping business. I certainly couldn’t let anyone know where I lived. How would I get any business.Laughing!! But, eventually, I was known throughout the block as the woman that whipped handyman into shape.
It took me five years, nevertheless we got the house and yard fixed up and sellable. I, was out of there. Well, after it sold. Which couldn’t come soon enough.
My moments spent there were in agony. There of course, was the mess, which seemed out of my control, however, that went away. What I couldn’t make go away was the traffic, the trains, and the smells. I used to pray for holidays just so I could gain peace and quiet. Gone, on those days, was the incessant traffic going by. The noise of cars traveling, horns, sirens from emergency vehicles, all, never ending. We lived on one of the heaviest traveled streets in the city. When handyman and I were out in the yard, I could not hear him unless we were standing right next to each other. In those days, I sounded as if I had a hearing problem…..WHAAAAAT…..came out of my mouth a lot.
On the holidays the town became sort of a ghost town. Everyone leaving for some sort of destination. However, the foundry down the block was still putting out its horrific smells of petroleum burning products that they made.
And the trains!!!! Don’t even get me started on how much, to this day, I HATE the sound of a trains whistle. I think I have PTS post traumatic stress,when I hear one today. LOL
But now, I live near an army base and an airstrip. LAUGHING!!
Yes, an army base.
And, my neighbor owns two planes which requires a landing strip as his front yard.
Only this can happen living in the country. 🙂
When we told people where we were moving here they thought we’d lost our minds. We did too, however that’s another post in itself, totally none related to this.
I can remember as a child, living near that small town I grew up in, which is 45 minutes from here, being able to hear the blasts of cannons that shook the ground there. How in the world could I go from trains, and automobiles to BOOM, BOOM, shimmy, shimmy, shake, shake!
Easy!! What we endure with the army base is short lived. It’s only in our moment a few short days and then it’s over. I’m back to a quiet peace, serenity, heaven and the birds. Heaven at its finest in my book. With the occasional “the neighbor’s leaving for the day” comment as the plane is taking off.
And, speak of the neighbor, there he goes. Don’t mind the dandelions, I eat them, they’re good for you. 🙂
All in all, my moments living here are of pure bliss and enjoyment allowing me to relax and stay present.
Of course it’s not all bliss all the time, as life never is. There are moments where things are not that fulfilling here as well. Like the time the army base was host to our overseas boys showing off some sort of new “on the move cannon”, a sort of shoot and run type of thing. That weekend really shook the ground and had the birds taking cover, but the majority of the time it’s wonderfully blissful with the occasional boom going off in the distance as the breeze blows gently through the day. We also have the pleasure of hearing what some would describe as a type of musical instrument, which the name escapes me at the moment, but, has a tapping on wood concept. Off in the distance you hear a soft dut,dut,dut,dut,dut,dut,dut,dut. Machine gun Music 🙂
How we view the different moments we have in our life, makes a huge difference.
If you’re having a hard time living in the moment, you may want or need to look at where you live, and what you do in your day to day.
You may need to take some action towards changing what’s not working in order to make a better life for yourself. You may be forced to move as I was.
Living in the moment of today gives you a better life. It can heal you. It calms you, making you aware of the glories of Mother Earth and the universe.
It makes you a better person.
You never know where your bliss is going to come from unless you’re willing to change the events happening in your life as you have it TODAY.