Kairos (καιρός) is an ancient Greek word meaning the right or opportune moment (the supreme moment). The ancient Greeks had two words for time, chronos and kairos. While the former refers to chronological or sequential time, the latter signifies a time in between, a moment of indeterminate time in which something special happens. What the special something is depends on who is using the word. While chronos is quantitative, kairos has a qualitative nature. (from Wikipedia)
This is the second part of this post . . . a morning alone in the garden with my golden haired boy, a perfect moment in time. Confusion has been swirling all around me recently and I am always one to second guess, rehash and wish away contentment. This moment took me out of all that and the long march of day to day. Do you know that kind of time which is beyond time and space and the place and the moment you are in resounds with meaning and you know that you were meant to be there in just that way with every ounce of yourself? And you just want to linger forever in the loveliness but once the moment has passed its’ peace remains and strength has been given to soldier forth in chronos . . . because you spent a brief time in kairos . . . the right, the opportune, the supreme moment – when all is well and meant to be just so.
5-23-12 . 24-70mm . vsco + lr . cloudy morning