Moments of Successive Bliss.

Maybe one day I will wake up, staring into the droopy eyelids and sleepy face of someone I've woken up to for the past seven years, eight months, and thirteen days and think, "this is it, I've found it."

Perhaps one afternoon as I'm picking my kids up from their respective after school programs and waving hello to the other moms in their mini-vans and SUV's, unlocking the back door so they can climb in with their sticky juice-box remnant catching hands and goofy grins missing multiple teeth, I will think to myself, "this is it, I've found it."

What if I go to bed one evening, alone, in the solitude of my ocean front home, my dog curled up at the end of my bed and a fire spitting cracking noises and fumes from the other side of the bedroom, and I think to myself, "this is it, I've found it."

Possibly I'll fall asleep to dreams of great romance and story-book endings, only to wake up prematurely and realize it wasn't a dream at all but a reality I've somehow found at the end of a long, dark, lonely tunnel full of mishaps and mistakes, regrets and sorrow, and I will think to myself, "this is it, I've found it."

Suppose I am waiting in the wings for the opening act finish her final monologue and after a moment of applause for the set, I hear my name being chanted over and over and over by tens, no, hundreds of people who have paid to come and see me read my works aloud, and as I'm standing in the dark shadow of the curtain to stage left I will think, "this is it, I've found it."

Imagine now that you are all of these things, all of them and more. Whatever you dream, you've found it. Life, love, bliss, peace, harmony, happiness, awareness, balance, zen, whatever you want to call it, it's all yours. If you can dream, you are a far greater being than most. If you can love, you are far stronger than most. If you can dream and love and then find a happy meeting place for the two to convene, you are truly a human being to be admired.