Yesterday, as I was walking down the hall at school, I overheard someone exclaim, “It was the best experience she ever had!” – and I immediately realized that the statement also applied to me, right that very moment. It came to me in a flash: What I was doing right at that moment, just walking from one room to another at school, was the best experience I have ever had. Lest a reader think I have completely lost my mind, let me add that it was the best experience I had ever had at that particular moment. No experience could have been better suited, more appropriate, or more perfect for that specific moment than walking down that hallway with a book in one hand and a pencil in the other. It was the ideal and perfect thing to be doing at that moment in time. Actually, it’s interesting that I use the word “time” there, because, in a very real sense, there is no time. There is always only the present moment – only right now, this instant. If I say, “Yes, but what about yesterday and last week?”, that is a statement made in the present moment. It’s not the past, but rather a thought entertained in the present about the past. So, the logic works like this: Since the present is all there ever is, then it’s perfect as it is (to change it would be to turn it into another present moment), which means it’s the best experience for the moment, which means, in turn, that each experience is the best one I’ve ever had.
Looking back on yesterday, I’m sure I walked that hall with great dignity, since I was at my absolute and perfect best -- just as the whole universe is, always.