A moment is something that cannot be captured or
contained...just enjoyed. This is the realisation I have come to over the past few
weeks. Yet, despite their lack of tenacity, moments are important. Moments are pinnacle
points in life; ones we look on with either pleasant reminiscence or hasty
omission. They are like the peaks and troughs on a heart rate monitor; the
defining moments in a life which otherwise would otherwise make it a boring and
lifeless existence.
Opportunists say to “live in the moment” while realists say “moments
are fleeting”. Which do we do? Do we just keep living for the next best moment,
while proudly nursing the scares of the bad ones? Or do we long for stability,
and normalisation, believing that both good and moments will come again, so
life is really just mediocre?
I’ve done something new in the last few weeks, in just
really trying to experience the feeling of each moment. Just really being
there, observing without judgement, how I feel, what I do, where each moment
takes me next. And trying to breath positive energy into every experience. Living
the moment, having an experience, taking the good with the bad, and just being
happy it happened.
"Don't cry because it's over, smile
because it happened" is my favourite Dr Seuss quote. How often we
don’t realise things are not happening to us, we are making them happen. My
best surfing analogy in this case would be an awesome moment I experienced two
weeks ago. I went out for a paddle, struggled to paddle in for a while, until I
aligned myself to just having fun, and stumbled on an awesome rip. A rip that
literally pulled me in so fast, that I suddenly found myself being pulled out
to sea; no paddling required. I had a few seconds to turn around and catch a
monster of a wave that I had been struggling for so long. I guess all along I
had been making it happen, but when the moment came, it was better, brighter
and more awesome that I could imagine.
So I think how often, without positive energy
and directional thinking, we miss the opportunities of moments coming along and
sweeping us of our feet? How often do we miss out on capitalising on the moment
due to sheer ignorance and boredom with life.
I finish with my favourite quote from Paulo
Coelho about magic moments: “The magic moment is
the moment when a “yes” or a “no” can change our
whole existence. Every day, we try
to pretend that we do not see that
moment, that it does not exist, that today is the same as yesterday and that tomorrow will be the same too.”
