Late August 2017: just home from the ICU, barely able to walk two blocks to the coffee shop… on the way, I chose to focus on every flower I passed, on the damp fresh smell of the gardens, on the breeze; on the sheer pleasure of still being alive to experience the moment. Who knew what the future held? It didn’t matter.

Few of us ever live life in the present. We are forever anticipating what is to come or remembering what has gone. (Louis L’Amour)

Forever – is composed of nows. (Emily Dickinson)

… interested in some inspiring tips on choosing mindfulness, and some exercises to get you started?