Now... and forever

Living in the moment requires much more energy than just coasting along with the continuance. Focusing on the moment takes time, and by the time you’ve focused, that moment is passed, and there’s another to contemplate.

But then there’s an extra-contemplative place — that zone of comprehension. It mingles with the now, but transcends through the time of now to the forever of eternal truth.

This is a quiet internal space, measured by nothing but heartbeat and breath. Similar to the vast expanse of the night sky with myriad starlight points twinkling, or to the rhythm of the ocean tide as it crawls up the beach and then recedes.

It is also the expanse I see in my son’s beaming face as he splashes in the pool. The future I see in his crystal blue eyes — the innocence and the hope. The intra-telescopic conversion of the physical into the metaphysical, where all that lofty psycho-babble actually starts to make sense.

I finally see, that now, and forever, are not two separate things — they are one. This moment, dropped upon the next is merely an extra extent of that same continuing experiential expanse.