I'm pretty sure many folks are aware a social media behemoth gives them a Life Event button. From time to time, I'm tempted to identify events like the first cucumber plant emerging from the soil or the flowering of a transplanted butterfly bush as life events.
Ironically, jokingly. Like the small joke I made with students and friends at some point in my 50s. "At this stage in my life," I would say, "upright is all right."
A thought which clarified into a notion of satisfaction at opening my eyes each morning--so far, so good. Alive to another day. A life event of a rather high order I would suggest.
Of course, I appreciate our signaling deeply transformative events--birth of a child, wedding, graduation, death of a loved one. My retirement, 8 years ago.
Right now, or so I would make the case, is a life event. Bound, perhaps, in the smaller moments like listening to the roiling of pasta cooking, the cooing of mourning doves, the splashing about of children in the summer pool.
And I get that the moment at hand is fleeting, our attention often diverted, urged along by assessments of the past and concerns for the future. Maybe planning a so-called life event.
Today, staying present seems a strategy often thrown our way to not let ourselves flounder about, grasping for the future we may or may not take in hand. What I'm suggesting is thinking of each moment as a life event.
Perhaps my mixing together of what you think of as the mundane with your sense of the extraordinary seems trite or even ludicrous. But, yes, turning on the dishwasher is your life in the then and there.
So, too, is reading this post. And I sincerely thank you for letting me share in your life's events.
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