Perfect moments

Posted on Jul 20, 2007 in Life | 1 comment

This post may sound like the title of an Oprah or Dr. Phil episode. So be it. I just wanted to write about one great moment that my mind somehow managed to recognize as such, despite being in its midst.

My newly-married friend Jacob and I had met to toss the disc at a field near his house. We’d been out for nearly an hour so we were nice and warmed up. Jacob, about 50 yards away across the field, balanced the Frisbee on his middle and index fingers; he launched it. I watched it soar across the field, a175-gram white disc framed against a beautiful blue sky dotted with wisps of white clouds. Unseen birds chirped; a hot but not oppressive sun warmed my shirtless chest. As the Frisbee approached, I realized it would sail pass me unless I got moving. My legs pumped under me as I chased it, dropping lower as I closed in. I jump, hand extended to snatch it from its gravity-mandated trajectory.

Life, for those few moments, is simple: catch the Frisbee. Everything was in place: weather, temperature, time, body, mind. Nothing obscured my thoughts… daily worries, obstacles, work, family—they all faded away as I focused on my goal. A perfect moment. Must be why dogs love to catch Frisbees, though I imagine it’s easier for them to forget what doggy problems occupy their minds.

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