A few years ago I started an experiment: every time I brush my teeth I try to take 5 mindful breaths. I do this in the pause between putting the toothpaste on my toothbrush and brushing my teeth.
Sometimes it is easy to pay attention tot he felt sensation of my breath. The air under my nostrils, the rise and fall of my stomach.
However, more often than not, it is a challenge to feel what is happening at that moment. So I stand there trying not to drop the toothpaste off the side of the toothbrush, marveling at where my mind has scuttled. Though I am about to brush my teeth, I have also taken a voyage to work, or vacation, the past or the present.
This has started to bleed over into other parts of my life. When I am in the shower, am I actually in the shower? When the floor needs to be swept, do I sweep the floor, or judge that I have more important things to do? The funny thing is that really there is nothing more important that what is in front of me right now.