The trees aren't worried however. I can tell. They live in the present moment, and never concern themselves with past failings or future fears. They are fully present. They exist in an eternal now, in a perfect space where everything is exactly as it should be. Standing or falling, it is all the same to them. However it is, is however it is.
I wish I was like that. I am like that sometimes. For a fleeting moment, like a breath sucked in, I am like that. I can be at One with the All That Is, and sense it - but soon it goes, and before I know it (and when I know it), my mind is talking to me and I know I've lost it again.
The best way to stay in the present moment is to laugh.
Yesterday I laughed. I really, really laughed. I laughed until my belly ached and I could laugh no more. I felt the laugh way down inside of me, my whole body laughed, I felt my lungs moving in a way I never normally do, I felt my body resonating in a way I never normally do. I hardly knew myself. And when I stopped laughing, I realised with a strange sensation of longing in my heart, that I couldn't remember the last time I did.