Moments (34)

We all have peaks and valleys. Moments where we are thrilled, like a roller coaster, arms up, screaming at the top of our lungs. While some moments, are the anticipation, the build, the climb to the peak. Others the lull, the after glow or even the sad, trauma moments, we all must experience. These moments sometimes happen to us or around us. Sometimes though we create them.

Peaks need to be based on elevating ourselves, seeing the world through excited eyes- something wonderfully memorable. These become peaks. They should be insightful, interesting, and again memorable. Finding a great book and nestling under a tree to delve into it- insightful and memorable. Peaks are peaks because we see them as such. We believe in them.

Often these peaks are centered around life changes or progressions: weddings, birthday's, graduations. They are milestones. We remember them fondly. Like most of us adults, remember our adolescence fondly. We remember our friends, prom, marching band and everything else that made high school memorable. Yet, of course, others find this same time period a valley. Perspective and experience dictate our moments, our memories.

When we feel a sense of pride- finishing a marathon, getting a book published, winning an award- these are some of the greatest peaks. They connect us- we feel a part of a community. We run together as a community, we write and get published with an editor and publisher, we accept an award in front of our colleagues and peers. Its exhilarating.

Moments can be big, like fireworks- colorful, explosive, filling the sky with optimism. That is why they blast the sky on some of our greatest holiday's. But, moments can be intimate, quiet and simple. Reading a book aloud to your child before bed. A walk on the beach, hand in hand with your spouse. These moments might not feel like peaks- but they are definitely inclines.

If we get ourselves into a relentless loop of routines, goal setting without leveling up, and just plowing through day after day, without setting time aside for the moments- we will grind down the peaks. We will be left with a desolate, barren, region of just getting by. Balance is impossible- we will always struggle to get things done- we have to let something go, to accomplish something else. Unbalance is alright. As long as we continue to climb the peaks. Accept the valley's, but carry a shovel, so we can always fill in the ditches, until we see the brightness, of the next new moment.