My thoughts claim (and I believe them) that this moment is not enough.
That it is insufficient simply as it is.
And so I set about trying to “fix” the moment, over and over and over, endlessly, ceaselessly.
And suddenly, 50 years have gone by.
Exhausted, I give up.
And lo and behold, a great discovery is made.
That it’s in the total and unconditional surrendering to the freshness of this spontaneous moment that real magic happens…
And the wind blowing across my face is more than enough.
Michael Jeffreys
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