Its 3:30 AM. I’m awake. It is dead calm. I slept on my Mystique last night. Today I am waking to the world around me, and to them opportunities to experience more miracle moments once again. If I were to look at a people calendar and my time, I’d see it is a Sunday April 22, 2018. And while it isn’t about my running out of time; it’s about the moments I have. Ah, low and behold it is a sunny spring day!
Right now I’m as much awake as I'm going to be since I fell sleep around 9 PM. Six plus hours snooze is about my limit at my age. 68 years seems like such a blink of an eye, and I can't believe I am mentioning time after my writing a number blogs about timelessness.
I guess the differences between psychological time and spiritual time are extremely interesting and important to me. Obviously, I’m still conditioned by watch. Watch onboard a boat. Watch around a wrist. Watching seconds pass is different from experiencing moments. So too is floating over a waterfall, being the water flow or feeling the water cascade like a shower. I prefer the latter especially if it isn’t too hot and powerful. Ah, but As a human I think maybe I can regulate speed, temperature and volume. In nature I can feel its force without human controls.
Feeling the sun’s rays is like that. Too hot? Step in the shade! Time of day and cloud cover often determine a day’s heat index. Ah, but sometimes it’s our daze that gets burned by too much time and too many rays! It’s not the sun’s fault for my sun burn!
It takes some time to transition and become accustomed to living without time. Maybe I have to watch myself more closely. Less looking at a time piece and more attention to how I feel and relate to my surroundings may help. I however believe more awareness is the key. It is a choice, after all, to adjust ourselves to the conditions. The sailing adage “adjust and modify” always seems applicable. Isn’t life about adapting?
I find when I live on land human time is often measured by turnpike signs or automobile odometers. Two miles or about two minutes the overhead signage now reads. Miles are timed by auto speed and human power. It seems life is about “when we get there”. As if time trumps journey. Yet, I often travel by light and feeling. If I’m tired, I know I need to take some time to pull off a road for a rest stop. The light shows up day or night.
On the water rest comes when I set the anchor in a calm and protected place. No rest for the weary when safety often allows one to sleep soundly.
Of course, spiritual time is the exact opposite. Light and dark determine dawn and dusk. Sailing isn’t measured by a mile or a minute, but by weather, wind, nature’s breaths, by being alive, by feeling free, by awareness and appreciation of life. Life isn’t measured by years, but by breaths and light. Not in light years, time travel, or distance, but in brilliance and brightness! Is it any wonder those two words also relate to the human mind?
And one’s destination doesn’t make much difference. It’s attitude and awakenings lighten up life’s hiways and biways. They make up life’s true alignment. While road signs may signal what’s up ahead and what’s in store for us, where does really fill us up? Yet it’s what’s in our head that defines who we are and what we are about.
Living on the water always and all ways feels like I’m closer to spirit. Whenever I feel absolute freedom and joy is is usually because I’m emersed in Nature.
One of the many reasons I love sailing so much is that it’s up to me to read water and weather signage; it’s their flow and mine in response helps me sail with their forces. It’s not about some “big brother” telling me where to go or where to turn. It’s also not about whether or not I’ll make it on time to a particular port or harbor. It’s more about safety with me. And the freedom of reading nature signs - understanding wind, water and waves help me make those decisions. The sum of these forces play against a boat’s movements. I have to steer in accordance with them. Otherwise, it’s a rough voyage. Of course, our course is determined by my steering abilities and rudders. And it’s also about my relationship with my ship.
Nature has no clock - no time piece or Instrument to inform any of us of the moment. Nature tells us when it is ready to spring ahead or fall back. Watch flowers bloom; feel a first frost. Feel a warm spell or cold front. Experience a calm or breeze - sometimes they signal rain’s approach. Clouds cover also tell us more as well.
Today is designated Earth Day 2018 when again humans need to designate time. Maybe because remembering to be kind to our Mother Earth doesn’t come naturally for so many of us. Shouldn’t our reminders and gratitudes encompass every day? After all, does appreciating one’s mother only happen on Mother’s Day?
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