I am not in the now, when mindfulness is missing

I hit the ground running,
embracing the day.
Jumped in the shower,
My mind was astray.

I soaped up and lathered,
Clean myself the intent.
Meanwhile I was chatting,
A lot in my head.

There was this, there was that.
Thoughts came and then went,
The water still running,
Have I washed my hair yet?

This was my first clue,
I am not in the now.
My mind in the future,
Lost there somehow.

Autopilot switched on,
I headed out the door.
I did not feel the weather,
Did not ‘see’ what I saw.

The signs were all there,
I was rushing inside,
So much to be done.
Dragged along by the tide.

I was texting and walking,
As  I entered the lift,
No button was pressed,
No floor had been picked.

As we began to ride up,
I felt something undone.
I reached out before me,
To hit on floor one.

I heard a kind whisper,
“We have passed by that floor”
That’s okay I said meekly,
Three is my floor.

Back to the phone,
The ding of the lift,
Number 3 on screen.
My feet not moving an inch.

Excuse me, its three,
Said the kind voice again.
What is going on?
I finally asked myself then.

I called it Wacky Wednesday,
But if truth is now told.
It was the To Dos’ and the worries
That really had hold.

Mindfulness vacant,
From my life there that day.
Moments were missed,
My mind led astray.

I did miss the clues,
The signs I know well.
When not in the present,
My mind seems to swell.

I walk fast, quite a pace.
My speech is a shriek.
No singing, no dancing.
No beauty, not a peek.

Life is not fabulous,
When I am feeling this way.
I rob myself dearly,
of simple joys in my day.

Today, a new day.
I awoke with intent.
To be here in the now,
Deliciously present.

I gazed out the window
Practicing deep mindfulness.
To my utter delight,
A rainbow no less.