That moment of my Mama tubing down the river? That moment of our four sons side by side eating pancakes in early light? That Farmer-led breakfast and the way he sprinkled berries into mountains in all the bowls? It’s unashamedly true, I am glad it’s framed, I am glad the shutter memorized it for amnesia of the soul.
Yet the thing is:
Children don't need to be reminded to live in the now, they don't procrastinate, unless it something like cleaning their room which from their perspective, cleaning one's room is stifling more living in the now. Most young children will not pick television over playing outdoors, they are conditioned that way by their parents and older siblings. They can fully pay attention to life, all of it and find joy in the smallest things. Children run, jump, and skip fully using every limb in their body to praise their Lord, not once looking at the couch as somewhere to veg on. They take grains of sand and build cities from it, not worrying about the future of washing sand out of their hair or how it will be fully vacuumed from the car. Living in the moment is part of the fitra or natural & pure state of man, if one has lost it, we must relearn it and we must raise our children to not forget it.