From Scattered to Centered: The Hidden Force of Being Present
True joy comes from not chasing because the destination is always the present.
A Body on the Road
It’s early Saturday. I’m on my motorbike, ready for the weekend: work, gym, lunch, and hopefully, time with my girlfriend. Then, I spot a body on the road.
Being present isn’t something we need to learn — it’s natural. But some situations pull us into the present with full force.
I slow down.
Before me is a motionless woman. She clutches a ripped shopping bag. A handbag strap covers her mouth.
I ride around and park behind her, blocking the traffic. Suddenly, I’m entirely in the moment.
Two foreigners run over and explain she fell from a car. I tell them to call the police. I remove the strap from her mouth and check her breathing. Her heart is fine, but I ask her to move. City traffic doesn’t wait.
Slowly, she sits up. It’s a domestic situation — the driver is her husband, and the boy standing on the side of the road is their son.
I look at the boy’s eyes — so many emotions swirling around in that young mind.
