Taking a moment was one of the cornerstones to me regaining control over my depression and anxiety.
Seeing the moment.
Even if it is just recognising the sun is shining. Or how blue the sky is. Or how the sun feels on my skin, or the wind in my hair or the rain on my face.
Recognising it for what it was: beautiful, funny, everyday, exhilerating, depressing, angry, worrying.
It doesn’t matter.
It’s just a moment.
Today, the last day of 2010,Â I had so many moments:
– the first shock of water on my feet at the lake
– watching schools of fish swim around us
– seeing a MASSIVE crab scuttle along the sandy bed, bury itself, reappear, go at one of the guys antagonising it, scuttle in amongst the rocks
– watching a woman take umbridge at the guys trying to catch the crab, assuming the moral high-ground even though she was there with her bloody dog
– watching my boys (without them realising) in the water
– discovering a sea dragon, seeing everyone’s wonder
– seeing the little boys still after hours of mania as the fireworks burst above us over Sydney Harbour
Take a moment.
Happy New Year everyone.
May 2011 be everything and more.