It’s hard to know the difference between illusion and reality in the moment.
The email, the text, the look, the silence, the noise, and the emotion all become personal narrative based on our kaleidoscope of previous narratives that we have lived, experienced, or told ourselves.
Only when we can accept the moment for what it is will we be able to know the moment for what it is.
And to know a moment is to know its possibility.
This is nothing new, right? “Be still, and know….”.
Our stillness is the great predecessor to our knowing.
Developing this sixth sense for knowing the moment is the muscle memory of those that graciously lead us into both our present moments and our tomorrows that are pregnant with beauty.
We can’t midwife beauty for the world until we learn to penetrate illusion and touch reality.
Once you touch it you can know it.
Once you know it you can show it.
And by showing it you’ll be sharing it.