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Recently, on a fairly consistent basis, I have had the momentary experience that there is no time, or as H.G. Wells might have put it, “That time stood still.” In those moments it seems impossible to miss the fact that we share absolutely and completely in the experience of being alive.
Could it be so simple that we must simply slow down to realize the miracle of life?
Every single time I focus on my breath moving comfortably in and out of my lungs, I am aware, newly, of the miracle of being alive in this moment.
Isn’t it interesting that it takes many of us so long to see and experience the miracle?
Last night / this morning, I awoke about 4:45 a.m. (much earlier than I usually do). On the way to the bathroom, I noticed bright moonlight streaming through the window blinds. I looked out the window and saw a beautiful almost full moon low in the Western sky. We have had cloudy skies for the past few weeks here in Michigan, so I had not seen the moon for awhile.
I wonder what other wonders of creation I am missing while asleep (or even while awake)!
*Damian is a dear friend of ours and we are honored to share his mindful moment with you. We look forward to sharing moments from other dear friends in the future. You are all invited to play! Thank you, Damian!
