Lying in bed this morning, I hear the following question posed on NPR-
“If there were a medical test that could tell you whether you would live to 100, would you take it?”
The story was about aging and predicting who would make it to 100 based on DNA and genetic markers. This test (actually a computer model) isn’t going to be available to the public anytime soon, nor is it entirely accurate (77% accuracy). I found it interesting that the scientists themselves have not taken the test because it reminds me of that hypothetical question,
“If you could close your eyes and see your future ten years from now, would you want to know?”
And the more ominous follow-up question,
“What if there was only darkness?”
I prefer not knowing- it keeps me on my toes, present in the moment, and makes me ask,
“Am I happy NOW?”
This video, shared by Tara Reed yesterday, resonated with me, especially in regards to this idea of knowing the future. Focusing on the present and finding happiness in the process and the journey versus the outcome of things kind of makes worrying about the future unnecessary.
This said by the girl who spent all day yesterday fighting with printers, color calibrating and aligning them to print full-bleed pages…
A recap of my day yesterday:
Print. Curse. Tweak settings. Print. Heavy Sigh. Google related topics. Tweak. Print. Curse. Tweak. Print. Aggravated sigh. Google more related topics. Tweak. Print…
I think I finally figured it out and was reminded that determination, perserverance, and passion pay off, even if the process frustrates the shit out of me at times…
I was also reminded that each moment is its own gift when my son gave me a big hug and kiss in the middle of all the printer experimentations/frustrations. His hug snapped me right to that moment and all the happiness it had to offer.
It may sound New Age-y and hippie-dippie, but it really is amazing how much happiness can be found in this. exact. moment. Forget the bullshit that happened yesterday and stop fretting over the future.
Be happy right now.