One of those moments

I was in Bryant park when I had one of those moments the other day. The moments that you breath in deeply because you recognize its rarity and want to hold it for as long as possible. However, as quickly as a frighten bird takes flight they are gone.

Bryant park has a "reading room" in the summer. Anyone can go there during the day, grab a book or a newspaper off the cart, and read in the designated area for as long as they want. I had heard of this but never experienced it until I happen to be by the park and decided to take a look to see what was happening. Grabbing a book I sat at one of the petite round tables. Sipping on a smoothie- yes I know coffee would be more archetypical but smoothies are more satisfying- I sat there and read for about an hour.

Within that hour a few seconds are forever persevered in my mind. I had broken away from the story for a second to sip on my smoothie. It was then that I paused and realized this was an inestimable moment. Maybe it was the warm sun caressing my neck. Or the statuegenic look of the other readers stuck in their books as birds hopped on the ground around them. It could have been the trees swaying in the wind, and there was the distant sounds of a piano and people talking. Whether it was a few or all of those things all I know as at the moment I felt peace . . . contentment. . . as if I belonged to something bigger.

Why that moment? I don't have a clue. Maybe it was because I paused or maybe it was hormones. All  I do know is that I look upon it fondly as it reminds me to take a moment to breath in all the chaos of life. So maybe rather than saying it is preserved in my mind I should say its preserved in my heart. Corny, yes, but also true.