There is the long slog, the day to day knocking about, and then, once in awhile there is an unexpected moment of transcendance. Those special moments just appear. There is no conjuring them, you can't make them happen. They appear, or descend or bubble up. You live for those moments. They light you up, they give everything a glow, but, of course, that light, that glow doesn't last, it always fades. It's just the reality. Nothing lasts, even the things, maybe, especially the things you really want to last. So you get back to the day to day slog, knowing that maybe, sometime in the future, that magic will happen once again. All you can do is be ready. Open. Alive. To the moment.