The eternal now.
It is amazing how we are always in it, yet don't ever seem to notice it.
The perfection of the moment is something we are in complete denial of, something we are oblivious too.
Because if the moment is perfect, then that must mean that I am too, hmmm.
Then all this worrying, and, hurrying, and dieting, and chasing, and complaining, and fixing, etc...would seem pointless.
Perfectly pointless enough to bring you right here, right now, to this present moment.