I sweat the small stuff, big time. So to have a moment, where my mind and soul went "No, this is our moment. We can take some time for ourselves and it is okay," was mind blowing to me. Now that I've had this moment, I want to have more and I think that might be the most promising part of all of this.
The heart has many ways of calling us home, of bringing us into the poignancy of being alive, from moments of oceanic rapture to life-threatening illness. What I know to be true is that both are sacred, both are equal and both invite us into a palpable sense of what it means to be present, human and fully alive. Both are the call home.
When we leave the moment by getting distracted by our thoughts, we lose the opportunity to experience what it feels to really be alive. We can easily get caught fixating about a past hurt or worrying about a future concern. But when we can bring our focus back to this moment, we have the opportunity to heal.