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Breath

You took my breath away. Has anyone ever told you this?  Have you experienced a moment of awareness that captured your entire being?  Have you ever considered the true meaning of the phrase?

 

It took me a while, but now in my thirties, I am taking the time to consider and answer these questions.  I am fortunate enough to have been in these moments and have shared those experiences with those close to me.

 

So what does it mean, what does the phrase represent?

Previously I’ve simply considered the experience as a magical occurrence that happens in movies: a boy meets girl, they date, struggle through assumptions and inevitable misunderstandings but eventually kiss; that moment is captured in slow, carefully chosen environment with a positive melody in the background.

It is perfect, time stops.

 

That’s the Hollywood version.  Is it possible in real life? Absolutely!

 

What does the phrase mean: in my opinion, we go through life and we experience moments.  Some are meaningful, many are boring and routine.  We try to fill our days with actions and responsibilities.  Most of us don’t take the time to focus and be in the moment, most of us are simply, well, busy trying to make sure the bills get paid on time and we catch the next Game of Thrones episode.

However, for some of us, for those of us who are able to step away from the daily chase, to move beyond the checklists and social obligations.  For those select few [and I truly hope more people in the world would get the chance to experience this] those moments are possible, those moments are real and they are remarkable.

 

To me, “breath” is synonymous with life and how we all see ourselves.  The action is steady, continuous, and repetitive: we live our lives as we breathe: sometimes we are calm, other times we are frazzled. Each moment alters our physical/mental state of existence.

In my experience, the instance when one utters that magical sentence is filled with happiness and joy.  The realization of this state is so powerful that you wish to stop time itself and capture the elusive moment of bliss.  To put it in another way, consider that there is a single breath that can be considered as special, amazing, wonderful, precious.  Consider that instance, that unquantifiable infinity and freeze it.

 

How do we achieve it: work, just like any other great thing you might have in your life, hard work and dedication.  You learn, understand, struggle, try, fail, try again and eventually succeed.  You repeat the process over and over again by staying true to yourself. When you reach it, you reflect, take it all in, let it go, and then you start all over again.

Eventually, you see the bigger picture, you let go of the trivialities and you hone in the components that are truly important.

 

If you are honest, true to yourself, kind, patient, determined, and are willing to be brave you have a good chance to experience these magical moments.  It is not easy, but as many other things in life, the answer/path for the things we want in life is incredibly straight forward.

 

I hope we all take the time, reflect, understand what is important to us.

I hope more people live wholehearted lives.

Our time on this earth is precious and while we are here my dear reader, I think the effort is worth it.

A Shimmering Instance

My friends and I went to see a new movie #interstellar on Sunday.  It was their second time and first for me.  I’ve enjoyed the experience but had a difficult time talking about it afterwards; I felt a bit dumb and my vocabulary shrunk to a primitive list of phrases like: “aha”, “yea”, “yup”, “that was good”.  I suppose I was a bit overwhelmed.

Something happened the following Monday: something different, something unusual and wonderful.

I loaded the soundtrack from the movie on to my mp3 player and went outside to get some groceries during my lunch break.  On my way to the store I started noticing things, I started paying closer attention [things which I haven’t taken time to acknowledge before]: a water droplet on a tree branch, an intersection light above me swarmed by a flurry of snowflakes, the feeling of tiny icy bits landing on my face, the blurred-out crowds of people in the mall [I started to look beyond them in to the distance].

I walked half grinning with my head slightly tilted to the side.

My pace eased, I started to slow, began to feel the music take me; I knew that I was getting pretty emotional.

On the way back I found an isolated spot in the middle of a field covered in snow.  I stopped, looked up and as the music escalated I watched the flakes falling – I watched them swarm, slow down, pick up the pace; some rushed towards me and others fell calmly in the distance. I don’t know how long I was there, just standing; maybe 5min?

I watched it all unfold and then I started to cry.

 

Happy Mondays!

Max

A Moment

I would like to start this snowy Monday with a reference to a thought that I had a little while back.

“Big moments are important but at times I find it more interesting to look around. It’s wonderful to watch the first dance of a newly married bride and groom but if you carefully look through the crowd it’s likely that you will find someone who just made a connection: a person un-tainted by expectations, judgements or obligations.
So in a way this random moment of raw emotion is more valuable to me. 99% of the room will not notice it, will not see it and the world will continue spinning as though that moment never existed. But it has!”

So take a moment, a step back, and look around you: any moment, any action, any experience has the potential to literally take your breath away.

May we all have a wonderful week.

Max

Squeaky clean traveling

This is my second post that involves a particularly unusual dilemma.  I am not yet concerned and I hope that this blog won’t become a chronological reference guide of what to do in questionable situations.

Last week I returned from a 7 day vacation at the beautiful Turks and Caicos.  It was the best of times.  Looking back I have to attribute the success of the trip as a partial reason that lead to the concluding calamity.

After my return; on the following Sunday I was scheduled to go on a business trip.

 

This Sunday while packing the new dilemma elegantly stood up and introduced itself:

What do you do after you come back from a long vacation: throw all your clothes in to the washer.

What do you need to travel cross border: a passport and associated business identification.

What happens when you find a pair of squeaky clean pair of shorts and [although equivalently clean] mangled passport in one of the pockets: the usual: momentary sense of anger, disbelief, frustration, and agony typically expressed in some form of blame or verbal foulness.

 

That’s right, in that particular moment there’s no better way to define my state of existence as: over hyped uncertainty.

Yes, I was packed: all my belongings were patiently waiting by the side of the door.

Yes, I wasn’t sure how bad the situation was.

Yes, I had mixed feeling of worry and relief.  This could either be devastating for my business and my ability to travel or this can be an excellent excuse to avoid another trip.  A part of me was even excited that I didn’t have to go anywhere and could run down to the gym.  I know talk about my actual priorities!

 

So, what happened next.  I took a few deep breaths.  Analyzed the situation and acted accordingly:

  • The passport was still readable; just mangled
  • I called the border crossing patrol and explained the situation; the gentleman was quite nice and suggested that if the document was still legible it’s worth going through with the trip
  • I’ve considered the possible outcomes, pros, cons and decided on a direct coarse of action

The analysis took at most 15 minutes. I was calm, collected and actually excited to discover if moving forward with the trip would yield a positive outcome.

I was confident that if I am honest, sincere and can explain my situation to the border patrol; then the officer would be able to pull up my digital information and let me through.

I’ve told myself that in the worst case scenario I would be turned back and would have wasted some travel time.

 

So, that is exactly what I did.

And yes, this story does have a happy ending.

I’ve made it through with flying colors.

 

So, what do I want you to take away from my experience?

  1. That I had an amazingly relaxing vacation in Turks and Caicos – I strongly recommend the place if you’re looking to get away from reality [just make sure you keep an eye on your personal belongings and check all your pockets before throwing things in to the washer]
  2. Don’t blame yourself: accept that things happen and move forward
  3. It’s important to stay calm, rational and think things through carefully in great moments of stress – yes, the future can seem bleak; but if you take your time, think things through, understand your situation and what is in your control then a possibly disastrous moment can turn in to a new adventure

 

Until next time,

Max