Life is short and time flies.  One moment falls into another and after a while they all seem to blur together and before you know if you are looking back on a decade and asking, “Where did it go?”

The way we organize our lives into a series of goals and actions, moving head down towards each chosen destination increases this sense of life as motion.

We are rewarded for productivity and utility.  But sometimes if we’re not careful we can mistake momentum for meaning.

There is value in stopping now and then, in the midst of the flow of life, to look around and savour the moment.  To stop doing and just soak up the experience.  Memory is made of moments, when you stop to savour it is like a traveller stopping to take a photograph along the way.  Then later just one look at the picture can bring the whole experience back into focus.  And you remember the sounds, sights, smells and feelings of the place.  Research shows that when you imprint a moment in your memory this way, you deepen your enjoyment in the moment and also in the future as you look back.  Intentionally recalling the imprinted moments changes your emotional state.  So they become useful tools for tapping into happiness again, when you feel down.

This blog is where I post my rescued moments.  A vault of small coins I draw on to enrich my life.

There is a poem by former U.S. poet laureate Billy Collins called This Much I Do Remember.  I wish copyright law allowed me to share it with you in its entirety.  But I thought I would risk a couple of stanzas.

Then all of the moments of the past
began to line up behind that moment
and all of the moments to come
assembled in front of it in a long row,
giving me reason to believe
that this was a moment I had rescued
from millions that rush out of sight
into a darkness behind the eyes.

Even after I have forgotten what year it is,
my middle name,
and the meaning of money,
I will still carry in my pocket
the small coin of that moment,
minted in the kingdom
that we pace through every day.

Three pieces of wisdom contained in this poem,

1. Millions of moments rush out of sight into a darkness behind the eyes.

2. Rescue a moment.

3. If you do, it will be like a small coin you can keep in your pocket, minted in the kingdom that you pace through every day.

Yours with creativity and imagination,



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