How are you?

Friends are making major moves, leaving Sedona. My first reaction has been to resist. “No! You can’t do this!”

Then sadness took over—grief from anticipating the loss of their physical presence. I’ve spent days and days in sadness.

This morning, however, I awoke with the realization that, regardless of what others do, I am content, defined as “quiet happiness with the present moment.”

You write it: In the present moment, how are you?