Tinker to Evers to Chance

There are moments when the elements unite, the gods smile, and the skies clear to make room for moonlight -they don't happen often and they don't last long but like Tinker to Evers to Chance, they're perfect - exquisitely timed, flawlessly executed and beautifully synchronized. These moments don't send invitations and there won't be time to freshen up - your only choice is to go with them or pass them by. Take the time to think them through and they'll be gone.

It might be a perfect photograph, the sight of someone getting off a plane, the first breath from a brand new child. You could be standing at an altar or running from one. It might be those final seconds when you realize you have a problem and are ready to accept help, a parachute jump, a leap of faith, a chord so sweet it wrings you out and leaves you dazed. It could be an unexpected kiss, the look in the eyes of a dying friend or the joy of being trusted. It could be a secret revealed or a life saving outreached hand. It might be a dance or a small kindness or a sudden memory. It could the very second you let go of the pain or choose to forgive or have a tiny flash of inspired insight into your own inner self. Don't anticipate, don't plan or scheme, don't prepare or imagine what you will say - when you least expect it, ready or not, the time and moment will choose you.

Part of the magic of living is in the unknown, in the mysteries we find in ourselves and other people. There is sorrow to be uncovered, love to be found and lost, celebration to be had and joy to be shared. We find friends in unlikely places, commonality in struggle, and strength in numbers. And through it all, whether keeping to a strict agenda or simply drifting, there are these moments of perfection. Ironically, not all are happy - roses wouldn't grow without rain. Without the forced double play, the homerun would be meaningless.

Patience and timing and luck.

Tinker to Evers to Chance.