I had an interesting conversation with an old friend of mine recently when I visited Richmond.
When I began to recall memories of the “good old days” I had while living in Richmond, he had a rather cautionary tale about living in the past rather than for the present.
Point well taken, I thought, particularly in the age of “selfies,” where anyone can become a “star” simply by pointing a smart phone at themselves and clicking away, whether at a concert, family gathering or event.
My friend also told me about a concert featuring a performer who asked members of the audience to put away their cell phones and iPhones and enjoy the moment.
“If you’re so focused on yourself, how can you enjoy life as it is and enjoy the moment?” my friend wondered aloud.
I don’t live in the past, but I do try and learn from it, both good and bad.
I guess that’s one thing we’re all blessed with — memories — and that’s something to take to the bank.
I feel somewhat weird about taking a picture of myself. I’m not a vain person, rather the opposite, and I shy away from looking at myself in the mirror on most occasions.
A lot of us don’t have these kinds of reservations and enjoy being in the limelight, and I guess that’s altogether not a bad thing if you’re in the public eye as a part of business.
I try to enjoy life as it comes, take every moment and live for it, and if you call that living in the moment, so be it.
Selfies tend to be ancient history once they’re taken, and my friend calls that living in the past.
He encouraged me not to dwell so much on the past but make good memories for the present and hope for the best in the future.
I guess that’s a positive approach we can all try to emulate.