“The gods envy us. They envy us because we’re mortal, because any moment may be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.”
In 2017 a handful of us ran a magazine in Wyoming, aptly named “Wyoming Magazine” and pulled off a pretty great hoax (Google "Wyoming Magazine - Solar Eclipse Actually Next Year" - a story for another day)...
It was the year of the “Great American Eclipse”, maybe some of you remember, and we in Ol’ Wyo were in the path of totality - meaning we had about 10 rare minutes where the sky went dark.
It was wild.
The air cooled.
The crowds (there were thousands of people who came to be in the path of totality) went silent.
Birds and wildlife came out, thinking it was night.
Some birds even sang songs reserved for evening hours.
It was quite something to behold, because it was RARE and short lived. No solar eclipse had been visible across the entirety of the United States since 1918.
We often hold up and honor moments that are rare. Birthdays only come around once a year, weddings are a rare and special occasion to witness, Devilstone Run (this weekend) only happens once a year (maybe once every two years soon), it makes sense that we hold these events in high esteem.
But what about today?
What about right now?
This is the only August 27th, 2023 you’ll ever have.
Tomorrow, the only August 28th, 2023 you’ll every have.
There are blessings in your life, in this moment, that maybe you’re taking for granted.
Your opportunity to tell a great story with your life.