So many words come at me, so many ideas want to flow down to my finger tips to be expressed at this time, but I have to pull a few aside and say,,, another time.
When I am having an especially good time, I just never want it to end,but of course, it must, and then I have to work at being patient ….. till the next time.
There are times, when the clouds are gray and I can see that soon, they will get darker, and the mood bleaker…Yesterday we drove along the country back roads, the sun shone down through big white puffy clouds, the patchwork of greens interspersed with fields of soft shades of pastel yellow golds blended happily with our day. Then ahead we would see the darkness start to form and the tall church steeple no longer stood against a blue sky but was draped in a cloud of rain.
There are times when what we see, can indicate what will be, yet, if you are in the moment, then time can be only another perspective of what can or could be. By the time we reached the church, the cloud had passed, we saw the rain, but didn’t experience it, not at that moment anyway ….. we saw time take place for someone else, but not for us.
Time will always be a perception
namaste – oyashikiri