In The Moment

I really believe in living presently. I have a dream, somewhere in there amongst other vague ambitions and ideals, of me and my son or daughter running around on the front lawn after dinner as the sun sets over the field out back.

It's a cute image... all the parents reading this are rolling their eyes and dying to tell me how things really go...

More than the finer details, to me, it represents a full heart, and a restful soul. It's an image of a time in my life, perhaps, when my focus has shifted.

Years ago, that restless and impassioned youth I once was had every intention of living every day in the moment. Of choosing perspective over profit... priorities over... other things.

And yet, here I stand, in the midst of a life that, for the time being, seems rarely restful, and primarily inward-focused. I love the challenge of being the best possible version of myself. Relationally, professionally, spiritually... I'm as motivated as ever to be "on it." I'm increasingly sure of the value in going for it, in every sense, in everything. Life is about diving in, and grabbing hold. I enjoy the challenge of doing great work, and achieving excellence. I hate it, though, when the chase of those things in one arena inherently choke out my ability to do so in another... when equally important aspects of my life suffer the consequences of my spending most of my time focusing on, in this case, success at work.

And so, we keep on keeping on. I continue to pursue balance. Right now, it doesn't seem particularly inclined to wait around for me to catch up. I look forward to the holidays, and Ireland in the New Year. I look forward to seeing some of the work that's been keeping me away from friends lately on air at some point. And I look forward to watching that sun setting over the field out back. Whether that be a on a quiet country road, or simply a metaphorical state of mind...