The Moment

I’ve been trying.

I’ve set aside novels (temporarily) for the beautifully poetic spiritual tome I was too young to read the first time around.

I’ve felt the wideness of my collarbones and my elbows hanging directly below my shoulders.  I felt my head float above my neck and my thoughts detach.

I’ve felt the taut string of the universe pulling me forward, rushing past the green leaves of trees, toward the white billowy clouds against the brilliant blue sky.

I’ve heard the hypnotic rhythm of the acoustic guitar goading me on.

I’ve tried to speak new words rather than the tired routine trod into my brain.

I'm trying to embrace my monkey mind

I’m trying to embrace my monkey mind

I feel the vacillation.

Between the old and new, the positive and the negative, the healthy and the easy monotony.

It always seems to be one or the other.  Never both.  Never a balance.

Or maybe it is both at the same time.

Maybe it is everything all at once and I can’t be one thing at one time and something different at another.

The older you get, the more you carry with you.

It’s a special moment when you can set it all down and float freely through the universe – if only for a moment.

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  1. Wow, this is incredibly beautiful.


  2. lovely, I might add the older you get, the more you carry turns into a welcome wisdom; hugs and love


  3. Little Mighty

     /  July 25, 2013

    Very poetic and spiritual at the same time. I loved it. I got the feeling that you might suddenly lift yourself up and fly above all your cares and be wonderfully lost in a blissful place. I thoroughly enjoyed your wonderful thoughts.


  4. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, this one is going on my love list this week! I too struggle with the balance, and wish we could hold on to the beautiful quiet longer. Sometimes I feel I have no idea who I am as I step from one role to another. Hope you continue to hold onto this bliss.


    • Jennifer Butler Basile

       /  July 26, 2013

      Thank you, Jennifer! Trying not to grasp too tightly and defeat the purpose!


  5. This moment is all we have, as I remind myself frequently. Thank you for this post.



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