Today, Lucky Today!

In Bubbie’s view, TODAY he is the luckiest man on the face of the earth. He supposes that it may be that he has lived just long enough to see the braided threads that create the colorful fabric personifying his life's history and the advantage of a vision that enables him to see far beyond his corporeal senses. Of course there may be an evangelical southern preacher or two that will declare that there is no such thing as luck, that God has blessed us all and fate dances with faith to a silent tune heard only by babies, madmen, and prophets. True as that may be, Bubbie doesn’t pay that much mind for fear of silencing the vibrant song in his own heart--you know, like finding love only when you stop looking for it. He knows what he knows and today he knows that a secret may not be truly a secret, only a sound that cannot be heard by all. He knows who is playing his tune. He knows that TODAY he is happily floating in grace with his head bumping against the sky blue sky. As he bumpity-bumps along, the vibration will create a precipice between the cotton clouds that he can slip through--rising to the next level. He also knows the rhetorical result, that he hasn’t lived long enough to know what’s coming next and peace abides in the moment were he also holds his attention. TODAY, RIGHT NOW, THIS MOMENT!