Time is such a strange concept to me.
And finding its balance seems almost mystical to me most days. If you push too fast you often cause wrecks. Go too slow and you can miss the point of existence. It’s finding the pace that flows with, not against, this strange stream of life. So much of that is intuition oriented.
Most of us have so many voices in our ear that it’s difficult to hear our own. I encourage you today, gentle reader, as you walk, think inwardly…
What choices will create a healthier me? What do I need to do to be authentically happy? How do I practice contentment in my present while walking with intent toward my future? If no one else was around, what would I be doing with my life right now?
I’m not saying these should be impulsively acted on today, but I would consider who you are beneath the schedule, the roles, the peer pressure, and the “rules.” When you peel all that away and are left staring at your own reflection, can you live with that person? Probably.
Are you in love with that person?
I walked today in neighborhoods and dreamed possible dreams. I noticed things like speed signs and windmills, and how the world responds to changing seasons in its own time. As I walked, I hoped mightily for the wisdom of the flow and the grace to dance in this life- river.