Those moments one happens to remember are usually significant. But what of those other moments? What about the rest of one’s life? Well, that was the experiment I made when I was eight-years-old. I remember standing in front of the large window overlooking the field. It was early in the day and no one was outside; just a quiet empty morning of birds and sun. And I remember concentrating on my reflection in the window and trying hard to remember that moment. And I did. Later that afternoon I made a note to myself to remember standing in front of the window in the morning, and then the next morning I remembered to remember again. The rest was taking care of itself, and eventually I never forgot that non-magical, insignificant moment.
Even as a child I was proud of the way I fooled life’s tendency to pay close attention to significant moments. Maybe it was some unconscious human rage at the fleeting nature of life or even at the trivial nature of existence, or maybe it was indeed a significant moment, when I came up with my first original thought; I can’t be sure. Haven’t had too many of those.
Do it yourself and think what you want, no camera involved; no picture-a-day-for-three-years trick. Stand up and look out of the window. Try to notice the outline of your face. Look at the people outside, bearing no meaning to your own existence and your world; extras in your biographical movie. Then, remember this moment. Remember the people walking under your window, and remember the shape of the clouds, and remember your face as you take all this in and without judgment or comment watch the world for this insignificant short moment, and remember. Next, remember to remember as soon as an hour from now. Don’t worry if it seems silly. You should feel good about it because you’re fooling God or nature’s way of deciding for you what’s significant and what’s trivial. Nothing is trivial. Even an empty, quiet moment can be something you will remember for the rest of your life.