“Every day,” Thich Nhat Hanh reminds us, “we are engaged in a miracle which we don’t even recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, the black, curious eyes of a child–our own two eyes. All is a miracle.”

Indeed, everything is a miracle. And, every day I am grateful.

I know that must seem somewhat fluffed with rhetoric, but I promise – it’s the way that I choose to live.

I think of moments as a divine gift; and never to be squandered away. And when I feel my heart getting tangled, I think of what I’m willing to ‘trade.’

You see, I’ve become increasingly conscious over this past year of this precious time that has been gifted to me. Though, sometimes I *do* find myself getting caught in the web of distraction – a boss at work, bills to pay, and how am I ever going to get away?

But, I always find my way back again – to live each day in the deepest, most heartfelt way I am able.

I pay attention to the little things. I fill my soul with the smiles of friends, and let my thoughts drift upon the wings of peace.

I let the stillness surround me. I wrap myself in a blanket of loving-kindness, and let gratitude restore my inner-being.

I know I’m one of the luckier ones – as, I get to choose how my moments are spent, each and every last one of them.

And, this one – has only just begun.

A reminder of our moments, my darlings. Such a privilege, don’t you think – this being human?