real life: better than a rom com (:

Quotes:

Concentrate the mind on the present moment. – Buddha

The quieter you become, the more you can hear. – Ram Dass 

Whisper words of wisdom. Let it be. – The Beatles

.

Affirmations:

I delight in the present moment.  I know that what I have, is always enough. 

I have plans for the future, but I am content in the present. I am okay. I am on my way.

It is safe to let go and trust. This moment contains all I need. 

Wisdom:

A few days ago I was at brunch in one of those parts of town that was once considered nice, than became questionable and was thought to be dangerous, but was later restored, and is now such a wonderful combination of eclectic and trendy that I can’t even handle it’s cuteness.
.
I love places with that kind of character. Come to think of it, I like people that way too. Diverse, intriguing, and with a history containing the courage for one or more reinventions.

.
But I digress…
.
So… I was at brunch talking about life and love and jobs and whatnot with my boyfriend and our good friend. I was eating my eggs benedict slowly, sipping on some truly great coffee, and actually listening to the conversation…

.

This is as opposed to shoving food in my face and talking nonstop.

.

I had let myself slow down.

And this strange thing happened to me; I felt something I don’t feel often.

I felt a calm sense of genuine delight for that moment. Where I was right then – was okay – was good enough – was a fine place to be.

.

I felt happy.

.

I was not noticing what I (or anyone else) was wearing. I felt no concern for what kind of Facebook picture the morning would generate, or whether my life looked like a movie, or whether people would be jealous, or what unhealthy things may/may not be in hollandaise sauce, or whether the conversation we were having was intellectually stimulating or not. 

.

I just felt fine with the here and now. . .

.

And do you know what?! It was much easier than worrying about everything, and about what everything means, and where every moment of my life is leading me, and where I’ll end up, and what people with think of it, and whether I am basically okay.

.

I just was. 

.

I was in the present moment.
.
The books I read talk about it. The yoga I practice is based around it, but being present, is something I have a hard time obtaining.

.
A book I’m currently into teaches that everything that you see – every single object or situation or person – you don’t see as it actually is, you only see all your perceptions of that object.
.
When I see my Starbucks cup sitting in front of me right now, its loaded with memories of the times I’ve had Starbucks, as well as my knowledge about how much I love Starbucks, in addition to the late summer nights sitting in front of my favorite Starbucks after it closed with friends, etc etc etc. I have all sorts of perceptions based around a single cup. That’s how every single solitary thing in life is – it’s loaded with our perceptions, judgements, and qualifiers. 
.
I say that to say that… I have ideas of what my life should look like,  what my outfits should look like, and what a morning brunch should look like. I want it to look pretty, and fun, and carefree – and then take a picture of it and blog about it.  But as long as I’m wanting it to look these ways – ways that movies, and media, and my mind have told me it should look, it never does. I worry, plan, over analyze, and manipulate and control  – instead of letting it be. 
.
And in that moment, at brunch, just being present with each bite of my food, my wonderful friends, and cup of truly fantastic Non-Starbucks coffee, I realized something.
.
Life isn’t always picturesque – and it’s not supposed to be. 

.

But it’s real… and it’s mine… and I have the opportunity to be present in it. 

.

Only I can make me slow down enough to love my life.
.
Only I can change my thoughts to thoughts of gratitude for (instead of criticism of) each moment. 

.
And that’s enough.
.
That might just be all there is.

.

Maybe that’s the whole point.

Then later while strolling around with my boyfriend after brunch, I asked my him for one pic (far less than normal) and he began to be silly and resist (completely normal) and I got my Instagram worthy pictures anyway, except these pictures were ones that I couldn’t have planned, that didn’t look “perfect” and that I definitely hadn’t seen on a romantic comedy…. 

 

… but I’d pick this. Cause this is mine. And it really is enough.

 

 

Learning to let it be,

 

Amanda Frances

 

.

VISITamandafrances.com
TWEETtwitter.com/xoamandafrances

LIKEfacebook.com/xoamandafrances
HEARTinstragram.com/xoamandafrances
PINpinterest.com/xoamandafrances
TUMBLxoamandafrances.tumblr.com