“The true joy of life is not in the grand gesture but in the consecration of the moment”
[Kent Nerburn, Small Graces]
In the passing, fleeting moments of life there is recognition of value and worth. I always wonder how best to savor them, trying to record in my mind and heart all the senses that have poured forth, flooding me with immeasurable goodness.
The photographer Minor White, has reassured us that in all things time is an illusion. “No matter how slow the film, Spirit always stands still long enough for the photographer it has chosen.”
Today I ask that we would all be blessed with moments of supreme recognition of the gifts in our lives.