My favourite one I think, is when my now husband (Justin) and I went out to Stoney Creek: a gorgeous place in the middle of no where. It's just stunning: in fact, I wanted to get married there before we ran away to Brisbane and got married. I would have to say that it is one of my most favourite places on earth. We followed the bushwalk, stopped half way and sat on the rocks in the middle of a waterfall: alone, but yet together and in tune with everything around us. We laughed, we bickered, we played silly games like little children. All our worries washed away as if the waterfall had taken them. It was a day full of beautiful, blissful, perfect moments.
It was a day of tranquillity, blissful in its ignorance. What I wouldn't give to have that day again! But like I said, I know that it isn't possible to live it again.
Yes, a moment. My moment.
When we are alone on a starlit night, when by chance we see the migrating birds in autumn descending on a grove of junipers to rest and eat; when we see children in a moment when they are really children, when we know love in our own hearts; or when, like the Japanese poet, Basho, we hear an old frog land in a quiet pond with a solitary splash - at such times the awakening, the turning inside out of all values, the "newness," the emptiness and the purity of vision that make themselves evident, all these provide a glimpse of the cosmic dance. ~Thomas Merton
Th cosmic dance indeed. Sometimes the cosmos leads. Sometimes I follow. And occasionally, just occasionally, I get my say.