Time

The light shifts to golden September hues, as autumn slowly seeps onto center stage.

Yesterday’s post was titled “Space.”  Today seems, aptly, to be named “Time.”

Like some cliché of an “adult”, I’m thinking about time and how it passes.  Sometimes racing with it.  Sometimes watching it slip through my fingers.  On occasion I dwell in the place where it does not reign, where I’m free from its ticking illusion.

This morning we are all spinning through stardust in a vast universe, swirling through sunrises and sunsets. Trees root and birds fly.  We chew our breakfast.  Jot down future appointments in our calendars.

courtesy of jikatu – art by Salvador Dali

I can type away here, but we have a 6:55am meet-up with a yellow school bus and my son needs to be there to climb on board.

Another day on planet earth – in time, on time, free of time…whatever we are doing, something is passing.  May we soak it up as precious, inhaling every oxygen particle that lives between the moments.

In the Flow

The planning part has been like an eddy on a rolling creek.  Any real coordinating of our Bohemian wedding (yes, I am marrying a true Czech) has been pooling in a swirl on the sidelines for months.  Not stagnant, but paused in a rest from the wedding current flow.

courtesy of Mathias Erhart

This Labor Day weekend, our labor of love involved the shifting of some rocks and twigs along the creek bed. And with a gush of fresh infusion, step number one in the wedding planning protocol was executed. We sent out the official “Save the Date” communication to the small group we hope will join us in our celebration.

After lingering just outside the creek’s causeway for so long, it felt surprisingly good to surge into the main stream. Like crossing a ‘t’ or dotting an ‘i’, our formal announcement punctuated our plan in forward motion. Buoyed it in effervescent bubbles. Or something like that.

The Bohemian often likes to say, “It’s all about timing.” I quite agree. And for us, our time in the wedding planning eddy has been perfect. And now, this new time, in the momentum of movement – it too, feels just right.

May we flow with ease right up to that special date

and through all the years beyond…