“There is no happiness; there are only moments of happiness.”
We all have those.
Memories of a fleeting instant in time, so powerful and compelling, it carves an imprint in our consciousness, where it will forever remain vivid and clear. Endlessly confirming the fact that our perception always overrules the laws of time.
These moments are as unpredictable, as they are enchanting. We can not envisage them ahead, they just appear, as if by magic, out of nowhere, when we least expect it. They instigate an allure, which is everlasting and fuels our joy for life at all times.
When they do occur, it feels as if we are standing in the very core of our existence, being able to control time, making it stand absolutely still, while we mastermind our senses. We can taste scents, hear colours and see sounds. And we can touch and seize the present, unlike any other moment, to conserve it as pristine as it feels right then and there.
We all carry in our memory at least one such a snapshot in time, which we love to revisit and relive, whenever we choose. When an ordinary morning or evening, in a very ordinary day, turns into that special recollection, which will never leave us. It can be a simple alignment of events, creating an absolute perfection in our perception. This flawless image can include beautiful natural scenes, alluring sounds, extraordinary interventions or the presence of exceptional people. A unique combination that will at all times reinforce our belief in the beautiful, in the divine, in the good, in the magical and in the miracle of life. Again and again.
Life is worth living, if only for those transcending moments in time. However few, and however far in between they are.
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