But if we are conscious of the temporariness of anything, or everything, we will be far less likely to squander time looking backwards, or forwards, to other moments than the one we are in. If we accept flowering is by its nature a fleeting occurrence, then we are more likely to recognise each bud as a victory, each blossom as a triumph. And if we accept impermanence, we are far more likely to live in the present, to relish the beauty in front of us, and the almost infinite possibilities contained in every hour, or a single breath.
