The Spaces Between Moments
I was prompted to write about my “spaces between moments” after visiting this Blog http://www.highlysensitivesouls.com/blog/?page_id=62 My thanks to Jenna for inspiring me to write this. …
I’m sure you’ve had your moments where the world has stopped, even if for the briefest of time, yet enough to savour the deliciousness of it. Time to feel with every inch of your being complete in that moment, needing nothing else beyond what is.
I remember a time …….
It was summer, and I was on a camping trip with a friend, exploring the land near the back waters of the once mighty River Murray. We’d found a place to camp alongside a smaller tributary, with shelter provided by large River Red Gums. It was a peacefilled place, so much so, that even the bull-ants, usually an aggressive species, were not disturbed by our presence and continued quietly about their business, leaving us to ours. One evening just towards sunset, I climbed the small rise to the access road, to gain a vantage point of the sun. I opened my heart, and suddenly I was holding the world tenderly in my hands. I was no longer me….. I was much larger than that and quite beyond the measurement of time. I felt the release of emotion and tears of joy and wonder filled my eyes as I returned to myself. The wonder of that event was another step towards changing my view of this world….
Words are of course, totally inadequate to describe such an experience, but they may serve to remind you of your own moments of beauty. It has been a good reminder to me, in these dark times of bushfires and floods in this country, that there is another world of experience out there…..the space between the moments.