I took a one-credit RodSem in the fall called “Mindfulness and Meditation” specifically geared toward engineering students. The purpose was the class was to help anchor ourselves to the moment, attempt to let go of all vexations, and relax — if only momentarily. Learning how to let go and relish in the present have been invaluable lessons, and I’m happier now than I have ever been. My Newsies always ask me if I’m always happy, and the truth is, I usually am. I never wake up in a bad mood and I never dread going to class. After all, why should I? Does the act of dreading class make it go by any faster?
This brings me to my parents: My mom, who was the subject of the previous post, lives anxiously awaiting the fruits of the future. My dad, on the other hand, always has a story to tell of the struggles that’ve brought him here. I’m somewhere in the middle: I think living in the present is a wonderful thing, but taking a peek at where you’ve been and where you’re headed doesn’t hurt, either.
(Originally posted June 8, 2010)