“I feel pretty good,” he said. “But I know something will go wrong. The good never lasts…”
“Why didn’t you just stop with the first thought?” she asked. “With your second thought you cut the good off at the knees. Just be present in the good for a while. No need to jump to a future of bad.”
“Why do I always do that?!” he asked.
“There you go again,” she said, “going to a past where you remind yourself that you make the same mistake over and over again. Just be present. You feel good.”
“But…” he started.
“But you feel good,” she cut him off. “Just sit in that for a while.”
His eyes relaxed. He smirked. He felt good.
Reluctant Xtian 