The search for the perfect moment is sometimes elusive. It isn’t elusive in that it’s hiding from me, but rather, perhaps, that I am hiding from it. When you look upon your day, recognizing the perfect moment requires honesty and sometimes something we have forgotten–child eyes.
A child’s eyes are not glossed over by the world and its demands. A child’s eyes are not yet the cynical victim of marketing. A child’s eyes see the world for what it is, and not for the for what it could be or what it once was. We need a child’s eyes to see that some of the simplest and most basic things can be perfect moments. We need to recognize that something we take for granted, can be perfect.
Today’s perfect moment was conversation. Despite the fact that some people think it is what I do for a living, I am not always comfortable in conversation. Like some of you reading this blog, I second guess myself, or struggle to find words or expressions that convey my actual meaning. This is not unlike writing, but at least writing has an editing phase, and no awkward silences demanding a response.
Today I had a good conversation and when you have a good conversation, you can walk away feeling good. That’s perfect.