Solidly-here
Bluelighter
Time . . . What is it? . . . And, why do I keep killing it?
Time exists . . . at least in this World.
Each day is NOW. But then, it's gone, and then we have NOW (but, a different Now).
It is a Common Experience.
My boss likes to consider Time as a means for me to arrive with the others.
My time-clock is the means to get paid.
I clock-in ... I goof around (oops, I mean "work") a while ... I clock-out ... Payroll gives me Money.
In the Spiritual sense, time is less-Certain.
I notice this most when I meet a person I haven't seen for years.
As I see that face, my mind goes back to "then" ... that last time we were together.
This is absolutely amazing at a High School reunion.
Zoom.
Here I am . . . feeling those old feelings . . . I am 18 again (and so are they).
Wow!
All the old times are HERE, now, right inside of me.
Here I am ... a 18-year-old social Nerd ... lost in the World of High School.
It is Real. Time has gone backwards (and it took me along with it).
Fortunately, there are people I knew much later than HS.
With them, I am older (and hopefully wiser).
And a few people I STILL know.
Whew! What a relief. I am myself again.
Time exists . . . at least in this World.
Each day is NOW. But then, it's gone, and then we have NOW (but, a different Now).
It is a Common Experience.
My boss likes to consider Time as a means for me to arrive with the others.
My time-clock is the means to get paid.
I clock-in ... I goof around (oops, I mean "work") a while ... I clock-out ... Payroll gives me Money.
In the Spiritual sense, time is less-Certain.
I notice this most when I meet a person I haven't seen for years.
As I see that face, my mind goes back to "then" ... that last time we were together.
This is absolutely amazing at a High School reunion.
Zoom.
Here I am . . . feeling those old feelings . . . I am 18 again (and so are they).
Wow!
All the old times are HERE, now, right inside of me.
Here I am ... a 18-year-old social Nerd ... lost in the World of High School.
It is Real. Time has gone backwards (and it took me along with it).
Fortunately, there are people I knew much later than HS.
With them, I am older (and hopefully wiser).
And a few people I STILL know.
Whew! What a relief. I am myself again.