What we leave behind

I've spent my whole life chasing the championship moment. In that moment you are on top of the world. You experience magic. The magician is life unfolding, and the audience is you. It finally arrives. The camera snaps a picture. You hug your loved ones. You marvel in the moment. And the very next second, it is a memory. An experience in the past. Soon you're wondering, how do I play that trick AGAIN. After many turns of pitch and toss you see the secret. The magic is not in the roaring celebration of a championship. No. It is in the stillness. In becoming so quiet, you can see the magic all around you. This is the eternal trick. Hidden in plain view. Yes, it is in the photo books that we leave behind. But more importantly, it is here, now. Infinitely expanding, if only we are quiet enough to see it.