I used to think of this phrase as an aspirational saying, one that was slightly unattainable but worth aiming for. And it’s because I computed it as ‘seizing’ equating to massive action. It appeared as a mission statement, not a daily manifesto. Something to work up to, a day that would be the culmination of huge preparation, an epiphany of magnitude, a tipping point.

And then today, as I did yoga, I was offered a different foothold. Carpe diem as daily practise, small action with big impact. That carpe diem was actually about being present, fully and wholly, without buffer or compromise. Just here. In whatever here is now. And now. And now. It’s not about changing the day, but embracing it for all that it is, for the happiness and the challenge that lies inherently in moment to moment.

Simple principle, complicated prospect. Because whilst our bodies anchor us beautifully in the here and now, the rest of us is so very fickle. We love to wander and wonder, regress and stress over what was and what could be. And as we chase shadows, life slips by.

Tempus fugit. You will never have today again. So moment by moment, find a way to savour it, revel in it, appreciate and own it. For you and it will never meet again.





8 thoughts on “carpe diem (in short)

  1. i wish i could share a pic with you… back in Dec2008 i met my Dad in Rotterdam for a holiday. He was visiting his ‘other’ family (my step mothers kids). We hadnt seen him in a couple of years, he lived in SA, us, his daughters, here in the UK.
    During our stay with him, we noticed a deteriation in his ‘skills’ at one moment he seemed dazed, confused and blank. We spoke to my Step Mother about it, she said it was nothing, it was how he was. You dismiss it… Is it an age thing? he was 75
    One afternoon, after a long day out shopping and sight seeing, we settled in with some red win and snacks… ever the joker, my Dad picked up his feet, plonked them on a low windowsill that housed the giant wooden letters spelling out Carpe Diem… he put the whole bottle of wine to his lips and we all had a good laugh, took pics and loved moment and spoke about ‘seizing the day’.
    The following year he was diagnosed with Vascular Dementia. My dad passed away in January 2013
    I have that picture now framed and look at it every day on my way out of the house.
    It makes me smile and sad at the same time… we seized THAT moment on that day… and am so grateful for that! how many did we let slip…

    • Oh darling! How honoured I am that you would share such a story and memory. Thank you so and may you still feel him near in spirit.
      From the sounds of it, that moment far outweighs any other that you can only imagine may have happened. And its biggest legacy will be to be passed on and shared as you’ve just done, and by wearing pink jumpers and whatever other small thing makes us pay more attention to that day πŸ™‚
      Thank you always for stopping by, always a pleasure to see you grow my ramblings into something bigger xx

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