Life unfolds on a platform of time and space that we experience as a series of moments, each one a single frame in the long filmstrip we call a lifetime. Every moment carries the residue of every moment before it, indexed by the mind into a structure that suggests a past and a future. And yet the moment itself is essentially timeless. Try to reach out and grasp one. Before you can hold it, it is already gone, replaced by the next, which is gone as soon as it arrives. All you can ever actually grasp is the content of the previous moment, now living only in memory. The moment you are experiencing right now is empty of content except for whatever your own awareness brings to it. A moment is an artifact of consciousness, deeply personal. Without you inside it, stamping it with your reality, it would not exist at all.
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