The Moment of Growth

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miles with joy as it waits for me to catch up it loves me as the child it is leading to my next moment of awakening</p><p id="97b8">Always a step behind I am always catching up I find joy in hindsight instead of in the moment</p><p id="de48">I strive to catch up to live in the moment to be present to experience life head-on</p><p id="2752">The sweet music of the past brings up nostalgic emotions it puts a smile on my face it reminds me of how I grew</p><p id="e834">But the true joy in growing is in the moment of that growing in the moment of blossoming that is where I want to be</p><p id="0dad"><i>Copyright by White Feather. All Rights Reserved.</i> <a href="https://

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Going beyond anticipation and expectation

Anticipating a delightful climax I am often disappointed When things move in an opposite direction I am left hanging

I cannot see how perfectly things turn out stuck in the past of expectations I cannot see the new path opened up

The joy awaiting me is delayed by my perceptions my perspectives and expectations by what the little me wants

The real me smiles with joy as it waits for me to catch up it loves me as the child it is leading to my next moment of awakening

Always a step behind I am always catching up I find joy in hindsight instead of in the moment

I strive to catch up to live in the moment to be present to experience life head-on

The sweet music of the past brings up nostalgic emotions it puts a smile on my face it reminds me of how I grew

But the true joy in growing is in the moment of that growing in the moment of blossoming that is where I want to be