Snow happened again today and as surprising as that is on March 4th, it was beautiful. In the midst of watching the world glow white again, I was offered an opportunity that brought such hope to my heart. And I thought, “This moment couldn’t be more perfect.”
And it made me think about moments… how the same things can happen, words spoken, routine done… but every once in a while it’s like a moment get injected with magic… it comes alive… it breathes life. And it’s impossible to know when it might occur that way and even if you try to recreate that moment later… you may never feel that sparkle of energy in it again. For instance, Saturday I ran five miles on the track at the gym. About mile four, I suddenly got chills, my legs felt light, the right song came on, and I soared through the mile… smiling and almost giggling to myself. Tuesday, I ran five miles on the track at the gym. I survived it.
I say words to my Love all the time, sweet words, encouraging words, loving words. But the other morning, I rolled over, snuggled up and whispered. “I love this man.” He groaned under the weight of the moment. The magic of being at peace in a moment–settled into each other.
So there, gentle readers, another reason to stay in the moment because you never know when the magic will appear.