Joy in Plain Sight

You see, a minute goes by so fearfully quick. You might as well try to stop a bandersnatch.
- Lewis Carroll

This lovely month has gone by in a snap. No time to dwell in time because it moves too quickly. Days feel like hours and the next month glides by. Does it mean we are not paying attention? To have lost time is to just float through without memory of specific details and events. Does it mean we forget?

Do our memories easily hold onto those times where we are fully immersed? Yes, of course, because we allow ourselves liberty to dwell in it, feel, see, touch, and taste the scene before us. These make impressions/pictures/images on our memory. To etch it into our memories is to be immersed in moments we are given.

This is where our imaginations take off. When there is space to fly and jump to and fro. Where time seems to inch by as clouds race by.

In these moments we are able to go deeper into the meaning of things, and the imaginative structure breaks away because there is no structure to the imagination.  It's a free form with a lot of bend and give because it is not afraid of differently shaped puzzle pieces. Our norm as adults is to build a box around ourselves each day, and those walls need to be torn down with delight.

Here is where we shall see what we haven't seen before, and feel the joy of discovery.
Memorize these moments. 
Pay attention to the details.
Joy is hiding in plain sight, to be discovered.