The “This Moment” Mantra

Sometimes I think I should get checked for dyslexia. I am constantly missing errors in my blogs (even when I carefully triple-check), and when I’m reading books I always have to re-read what I just read to make sure that’s actually what I just read (that sentence could make anyone feel like they have dyslexia).

Yesterday, I was reading Neil Pasricha’s book, The Happiness Equation and my fake dyslexia kicked in strong, and I’m glad it did.

“There is nothing as gratifying as living a life where you are you.” The line actually read. Shoutout authenticity. 

“There is nothing as gratifying as living a life where you are” is what my brain picked up.

I dig both versions, but I needed to hear the second one more. 

Lately I’ve been stressed because Kels and I decided to move to California. 


We were spoiled in Salt Lake City with a low cost of living, and job situations figured out prior to moving. This whole nomad thing isn’t as young and free as you may think. I don’t know how our ancestors did it. Constantly finding places to stay, unloading/reloading suitcases, and imposing on other’s personal space isn’t cool, man. Not to mention that nomad paycheck isn’t as fat as you would expect. I might have to create a street performance soon. What do you think? Juggling or stripping? 

Sure, we’re excited to be where the beer flows like wine, but if my business classes taught me anything, it’s that if 10 million people want something, price must rise. Supply and demand, baby. And it stresses me out. 

That’s why my version of Neil’s line sunk in so deeply; living life where you are. Wherever you are right now, in this moment, be there. If you’re at work, stop reading blogs and focus in on the work (wait, no, keep reading my blog and then go back to work). If you’re at the gym, work out. If you’re in class, pay attention. If you’re with a significant other, get off your phone.  

This is why I needed to read that line in Pasricha’s book. It’s why many of us need to read the line. I’m so caught up in what we’ll do and where we’ll live that I’m missing out on all of this time visiting with people I enjoy and love. 

I’m constantly thinking about how to get our stuff out to Cali. I’m thinking about deposits, down payments, and the doubling rent. There’s moving costs, new friends, and career choices. 

I once read that anxiety comes from thinking about what is going to happen in the future, and depression is from thinking about what happened in the past.

And lately I feel hella-anxious. My mind is constantly thinking about the future; what to do, where to be, and how to do it. That’s why we came up with the “This Moment” Mantra. 

The “This Moment” Mantra

“This Moment.” That’s the mantra. That’s all I say to myself as a reminder to snap out of it. 

It means STFU, and come back to this moment.

It’s 10:00pm, and there’s only a few things we can do. Get out of bed and start pounding wine and pretzels or go to sleep. There is literally nothing we can do about Cali apartments or jobs right now.

Whenever Kels or I starts to talk about two or three steps down the road, the other says “This Moment.” It’s an alert to come back to the present; a reminder to ask what can be done right now

This is powerful because emotions typically come from thoughts.

Event -> Thoughts -> Emotions

My dog died -> “That sucks big time” -> tears

I’m eating hot dogs for dinner -> “hot dogs are delicious” -> pure joy

I’m moving to California -> “Cali is expensive” -> anxiety 

So if we can bring our thoughts back to the present moment, we can focus on what can be done right now. This puts us back in the driver seat of our lives. We can only take action in the present moment. If you can’t do step 2 until step 1 is done, don’t even think about it. 

Sure, “This Moment” may be cheesy, so come up with your own. Use words, quotes, pictures, totems, or whatever you’re into to remind yourself to be in the moment because “there is nothing as gratifying as living a life where you are.

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