Time

I like time. Do most people say that? Of course, the word time means alot of different things. I like the perceived measure of time. Structured minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, seasons, years. I like that the fact that our 'time' is structured on material fundamentals-the sun and the moon. It's my physical reality. I like the concept of time because in my world of dualities-that means there is a place of 'no time' and I am excited about that too. I like time because it has a beginning and an end. My Mother always told me 'this too shall pass' and made sure I understood that went for the good as well as the bad. A realist is what my Mom always says she is. Anyway, there are many times that 'the end' is soothing to me. The Klingons ask 'do you want to live forever?' and I holler NO. I definitely believe in cycling and because I am a faithfilled optimist-I have good expectations for cycling up. I am sitting here under my fig tree filled with peaceful gratitude for this time I have and anticipation for what is coming. I like time because life is easier in alot of ways now that I am older. My baby just turned 21 and that seems like a milestone for me also. 4 out of 6 reached adulthood safely. Well, maybe those aren't very good stats-but, there it is. Just for perspective...I also like Ferb of Phineas and Ferb, peanut butter pie and soft old quilts.