Have you forgotten your phone anywhere lately? Accidentally left it behind somewhere, until you realised you “needed” it? And it wasn’t there?
(I just did).
It’s amazing how much daily living can be kind of woven through this little device. Pixellated inside it. So seemingly handy. And yet…
When you’re without your phone, are there other parts of your life that you’re more with?
If you forget it, do you remember you?
(And what might that tell you?)
When you dive into your phone, are you plunging yourself into somewhere other than right where you are? Somewhere other than here, where your life is actually unfolding around you? Are you more “over there” or “lost in your head” than “just here”?
And, if so, is your phone sometimes a sort of anti-mindfulness device?
It’s an interesting thought…
So why not experiment with it all a bit?
Instead of automatically disappearing into your phone when you’re next in a waiting room or a train (and potentially disappearing from your very own lived experience in a way), what might it be like if you took a moment to deliberately forget it. If you chose to remember you instead?
Inside these few fleeting seconds of wherever you happen to be, which can never come again.
Maybe sometimes connection isn’t just about texting or talking or surfing, but just being.
And maybe sometimes that’s worth remembering…