The best feeling in the world can only be experienced for a short moment in time. With the word feeling, I don’t mean in the sense of feeling something inside, like feeling sad, happy, or nauseous. So, if you thought that being is love is the best feeling in the world, then you’re not right.
With feeling, I mean something you can touch. Feeling in the literal sense. Your skin touches an object, and your brain processes it as a touch. Examples of good feelings are a refreshing breeze on a hot summer day. A nice and warm shower on a winter day. Or pushing a button with clear warning words: do not touch.
The best feeling, or should we say touching, something that you can touch that also gives you a feeling inside. Just like the shower analogy, the touch of warm water on your skin after a cold night’s sleep is pleasant for your skin and at the same time, it makes you extremely happy.
So, what makes you really happy that you can touch at the same time? For some, it might be touching a shiny car. For others, it can be counting a fat stack of money. For me, what really makes me happy is my son Ollie. When I look at him, he greets me from across the room with a smile and a giggle. But that’s still not something I can touch.
I will go one level up. When Ollie is in my arms and hugs me with his little arms. Great feeling. When I give him a kiss attack, and he starts giggling. One of the best feelings, but still not THE best.
Remember, the best sensation in the world can only be felt for a short period of time. Let me explain to you what that ‘feeling’ is. When I move my finger close to Ollie (5 months old as of today), he starts grabbing my finger with his tiny hand, and he keeps holding onto my finger until he gets bored.
If you focus on just that moment of connection, you feel as if your high school crush grabs your hand for the first time. As if two hands melt together into a new being.
You don’t want it to ever stop. The feeling, the touch. But it would be unhealthy if you held someone’s hands for the rest of your life. Also, it would be impractical. So, on the one hand (see what I did here), the ‘short moment’ refers to the inevitable breakup of hands. But on the other hand, a short moment in time also refers to the growth of babies.
Now, Ollie’s fingers are still so small that he can grab my index finger with a full grip. In just a couple of years, his hands will be so big that he might not even want to hold my finger anymore. A couple of years might sound like a long time, but if you’re not aware of the time that passes by like a bullet train, years go by in the blink of an eye. And if you put the baby years in perspective of a human being’s life, it’s just about 1/80th of a person’s life.
So, stand still in the small moments. The small changes. Embrace the little touches. The good feelings will follow automatically.