It's petrifying how little from the world truly exists: only the now.

Such a narrow flickering glimpse.

The past is memory. The future is simulation. And they are both occurring in the now, the recalling of the memory, the playing of the simulation. Aren't they?

But the mind refuses to admit it. The mind finds this microscopic now terribly boring. How can you compare this skimpy moment to the vastness of the past and the future? it asks.

The mind cannot tolerate boredom, not even a tiny possibility of boredom. Boredom means for the mind a danger of nonexistence. Mind and now are mutually exclusive as mind is merely the process of thoughts and thoughts are either retrieving memories of the past or speculating about the future. Therefore, it declares the nonexistence of the now to assure its own non-nonexistence = his existence.

And consequently you, being trapped in your mind, are blocked from the now. No matter how many spiritual teachers will preach to you to be in the now, as long as your mind grasps the now as stained with boredom, you will not have even a single conscious glimpse of the now, of being and experiencing the "what is" intentionally.

So what is to do?

You need to find a gateway to the now. A gateway that bypasses your mind.

There are several such gateways. They all bare a quality of something other than thinking, beyond thinking, origination from the heart. This is the bypassing. Each such gateway serves different people as people are currently their minds and each mind bares different conditionings.

The following is such a gateway that can serve many people, especially those who are heavy thinkers.

The trick is: concentrate with your heart, not your thinking, on the sentence:

It's petrifying how little from the world truly exists: only the now.

Such a narrow flickering glimpse.

Feel the wonder hiding in this sentence. Feel, do not try to understand or rationalize. Feel how tremendously fortune you are having this opportunity to have a glimpse of the speck of reality. Sense the magic that lies there in the very fact that what really exists is this narrow flickering glimpse that you have access to, while all other numerous things of past and future surrounding and filling your psyche that you used to perceive as real are actually an illusion.

Connect with the excitement that lies in anything that is petrifying.