Good morning groovy souls!
I got up an hour early, and that worked well for me!
From this mornings journal:
Time boggles me. It flows with ease, and it is both in abundance and scarcity, at any given moment. I do not think it is so much a problem of time, but a problem of everything wanting to happen at the same time, or needing to happen. The routine and rigor help me greatly. My days flow, but they flow rapidly.
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Onward, toward the dawn!
another take on it, available every moment:
"Only this present moment is real;
the past and the future are only ghosts that can drag us into regrets, suffering, worries, and fear.
If each of your steps brings you back to the present, those phantoms have no more power over you.
I have arrived, I am home in the here, in the now.
I am solid, I am free.
In the ultimate I dwell."
