There are moments, magical moments that pervade our very being. These are times fit for a person to die within, yet we are unaware of their existence till after they have passed. Years later we realize the wholeness of a particular instance, how it exudes an universal order reaching out into the future, into the now, to calm us, still our hearts till we approach the silence of death. We recognize the instant when it arrests our senses, most often we recognize it by its smell which may be displeasing and alluring at the same time. The various moments of re-memberance come upon us again and again to pass us by in an eternity. I have known many such moments and the pasts they conjure in me.