T i m i n g

Time has a way of marching on and taking tiny bits of us along with it. I say its a tool to be used wisely. Its absolute, like a non-renewable resource, we can’t reclaim any part of the past. At best we have comforting memories or regret backing-up on Time’s energy flow.

And flow it will. We have energy to spend in the course of our day, the minutes and hours of our day(s). So many things we could have done but time got in the way, a lyric that comes to mind.

Time can be construed to move faster than it does by putting too much into the minutes and days. Over-achievers, over-thinkers, over-doers, just about the only thing that can’t be over-done is love.

Love is the one thing that needs space and time to exist. There is nothing automatic, com-mandible or wishful about it. To love is to stay-put and walk through fire to get to that paradise beach walk hand-in-hand. It requires the tool of TIME and that of SPACE, empty space, like a black sheet of paper. You say something, anything to me, then, I don’t speak allowing space for the energy to dissipate and creative thought to be. You can say you’re thinking or have nothing to say right now. Within the empty space you provide is the room for love to do its magic. Being required to answer back so quickly is stressful. SPACE will serve you in so many ways.

Time will let love grow. Your love, the love inside you right now, will let that happen.