Recognize the possibility of the divine in any given moment.
I don't want to lean back into the past, or forward into the future. I don't want to wish the present moment away. The truth is in the present moment. The great paradox is that when I'm really able to do that, time slows down and opens up. Time feels suddenly and inexplicably without end.
My son is now fourteen, and from the moment he was born, I understood that forevermore my heart would be walking around outside my body.
Everything changes. The more I try to hold on to the moment, the more it slips through my fingers.
The truth is in the present moment.