Moments . . .

I'm realizing just how important and significant they can be.  Have you ever noticed that?

That in a MOMENT everything can be defined for you . . .

That in a MOMENT clarity may be re-formed or obliterated . . .

That MOMENTS capture our imagination . . . and form our beliefs . . .

When we were younger, we were described as "having a MOMENT", much to the chagrin to whomever was around us at the time.

When we need a break , we may ask for a MOMENT.

When we want to speak to someone, we ask for a MOMENT of their time and attention.

MOMENTS provide us with so much , and yet,

we seem to disregard them so often.

How often has the MOMENT passed?

How much to you reach back for that MOMENT again?

It is like a breeze that brushes past you . . . one that you felt . . . you knew . . . but is gone, to no longer be captured again.

What about this MOMENT right now?  What will it bring to your heart and life?

I have friends who live in beautiful areas.  They capture that beauty from time to time in pictures and words and I'm drawn in.   I'm in the picture . . . I'm in that moment . . . beauty over takes me . . . something within is stirred.

Hope arises and believes . . .

and then again . . . other moments steal away hopes, beliefs, dreams.  They are moments that are stamped and seared onto the fabric of our minds and the canvas of our hearts.  Split seconds of time and images that, in those moments, swallow us away and we no longer can see the beauty.

Oh, by all means, we so want to !!

But in that second . . . . maybe it was an event . . . a look . . . an event . . . a word . . .  but in that second , a filter is somehow imposed over our essence and all that is and is before us, simply sucks the wind from our lungs, our bones , our drive, and our hearts.

That moment has seemed to define everything around us . . .

What are we to believe now?

That is what death and grief has done in these past months of my life.   And I've heard all the well wishers  (some pretenders , many though are genuine) , who don't understand your moment and try to force you out of that moment . . . they shrug their shoulders and wag their tongues . . . but no invitation to beauty only the false charade of self-management techniques.

But only another MOMENT will do it . . .

and we know it . . .

It may be in a picture again . . . or their words . . . one who is present enough within themselves to sit within you . . . and belief and hope for you . . .

"In a MOMENT . . . in the twinkling of an EYE . . .  with a VOICE . . . "  , one writer proposes that hope will arrive . . . but maybe there is a pattern there to healing too . . .

Someone there . . . in that MOMENT . . . one who SEES . . . with love's glimmer . . . whose VOICE stirs life again . . .

Hope and longing stirs for that . . . for them . . .