Probabilities and the present moment
I want you to stop just for a second and think about all the probabilities of things that could happen tomorrow. I can think for example that it will rain or that perhaps it will be sunny, maybe the sun wont even come out and maybe the clouds will begin to be squares and not fluffy. These are all probabilities, and they are indeed infinite. But having all of these probabilities think of how you are where you are, sitting somewhere perhaps in a room or a garden, wearing blue or white shirt and you are living in new york or guatemala. Now narrowing down all of this probablities think of how important is your moment here and now. How between all the things that could happen you are where you are, doing the things that you do, being the person you are, and most important just being. How can we not treasure the present moment when so many things can be different? How can we not treasure the present moment when is the only certainty we have? So many options, yet there you are.