Tuesday, November 02, 2010
The present moment
A legend about St. Francis tells that he was hoeing his garden one afternoon when someone asked him to speculate on what he would do if he knew he was going to die that day. "I would hoe my garden," he replied. When I am faced with my death I would like to be so present to the task at hand that I would want to keep on with whatever happened to be my particular hoeing. To love is to be content with the present moment, open to its meaning, entering into its mystery.
~Elizabeth O'Connor, from Inward/Outward blog