Posted by Wizzy ~
I've been thinking about this photo for months now. It's from Christmas a year ago. I love the spontaneity, the connection, the pure joy. I feel strongly about it and wanted the first WizBlog post of the year to celebrate its specialness.
Both of us love authenticity. We love to experience authenticity, and to write the same way.
This photo moves me deeply, even a year after I captured it. Yet I could never seem to find the perfect words.
When I discover others who write with great passion and authenticity, it warms my heart. I regularly search out and appreciate authentic authors, including a plethora of blog authors. When I found this 2006 entry from the fish,it described my feelings about this photo of my darlin' Woggy and our sweet Golden girl, Cirina - exactly.
There are some moments that might seem as though they never happened in the first place. A minute, an hour, a day - a span of time - when you wish you could have stepped out of yourself to view it from the outset. It was just that beautiful.
If you pay close enough attention, sometimes you actually realize ... just know ... in the middle of one of those beautiful moments that you're part of a solitary occurrence, mitigated by time, place and coincidence. By fate. A first breath, a first kiss, a first time you realize the world actually can be beautiful and perfect, if only for that one moment. And you also know it's not going to happen just that way ever again.
So your heart takes a snapshot, if you give pause to let it. And then you will always remember exactly the way the sunlight fell, or a specific shade of blue, or the hum of a refrigerator or the smell of clean cotton. Or the details of someone else's skin.
What is most intriguing about these snapshots is how easily they can provide a measure of comfort as well as one of regret - of lost opportunities, broken connections and irretrievable time.
If I had to explain, even to myself, how I felt at those moments, it could take a thousand words (as is the going exchange rate between such commodities), or it could take very few. A name. A date. A song. The color azure. The word 'inevitable.'
Life may not be replete with the moments that pause your soul, the vivid memories of which cause your heart to beat differently, or make it hard to swallow. And all the better. Much of the beauty of those moments lies in their rarity - in the awe of being in the right place, at the right time, a partaker in coincidence. And in finding a reason to believe in fate.
What snapshot moment has moved your heart?


















