When I become present in any moment, there is a palpable feeling of spaciousness.
When I have a feeling of spaciousness, I slow down and pay attention to what really matters.
Harold was driving us in a snow storm, when we were approaching some emergency vehicles on the road.
Someone ahead of us was needing some love, and I was able to send it, because I was paying attention in the fullness of the moment, rather than locked up in my mind wondering how much of a delay this would mean for us.
Moments of love. Everywhere.
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