This is my Now

Sometimes you get a moment. A perfect moment. Where everything lines up. Perfectly. And you are fulfilled. In every possible way. If it is possible to commit to that moment, not worry about the ghosts of the past or the anticipation of the future, the joys of existing in that moment is mind blowing. You cannot contain that kind of joy. It spills over. The cup runneth over. If you could experience a moment like this, even once, just once in your entire life, you will know how alive it makes you feel, how right everything appears in the moment, and in that perfect moment, something magical happens. You live your own truth. To thine ownself be true. The rest will fall into place.