3 Dot Wednesday…
The woman at the doctor's office checking her watch every thirty seconds... While the couple holding hands in the corner seems to exist outside of minutes and hours... Time isn't a constant... It's a mood... A state of mind... A condition of the heart...
Waiting for test results makes minutes feel like months... While watching your child sleep makes years feel like heartbeats... The clock moves at the same speed... But your soul experiences duration differently... Time bends to the weight of what we carry...
Overheard an elderly man tell his grandson: "I've been married to your grandmother for sixty years and it feels like five minutes... and also like forever"... Love doesn't eliminate time... It transforms it... Makes it both infinite and instant...
That friend counting days until vacation... While the grieving mother can't imagine tomorrow... Time as punishment... Time as promise... Same twenty-four hours... Different relationship with passing... The universe operates on emotional physics...
Your soul doesn't wear a watch... It measures moments in meaning... The split second of recognition when you meet someone important... The endless afternoon of a perfect conversation... The eternity contained in a single kiss... Quality over quantity... Depth over duration...
Fear makes time sprint... Every deadline approaches too fast... Every worry races toward its conclusion... While love makes time luxurious... Stretches each moment into spaciousness... Gives you room to breathe between heartbeats...
Watched a child blow dandelion seeds... Completely absorbed... No awareness of minutes passing... Time disappears when presence appears... The paradox: the more fully you inhabit now... The more time you seem to have...
Grief moves through its own time zone... Where five years can feel like yesterday... Where yesterday can feel like decades... Healing doesn't follow calendar logic... It follows heart logic... Progress measured in breaths... Not birthdays...
The lovers walking past my window... Moving slowly but arriving everywhere they need to be... Love isn't subject to time... Time is subject to love... When you find your person... Every moment becomes a small eternity... Every eternity fits in a moment...
Those who rejoice know time's secret... It's not about having enough... It's about being enough... Present enough... Grateful enough... Alive enough... To let each second expand into significance... To find infinity in the ordinary...
Waiting shrinks the present into anxiety about the future... Fear compresses possibility into panic... Grief stretches memory into monument... Joy distills everything into now... But love... Love transcends the whole conversation...
Your soul lives in love time... Where past and future dissolve into an eternal present... Where forever isn't a destination but a frequency... Where every moment contains all moments... Where time doesn't pass... It dances...
The mystics knew... Eternity isn't long time... It's no time... The space between thoughts... The pause between breaths... The moment when clock time stops and soul time begins... When love is your timekeeper... Every second is both finite and forever...
What 3 Dot moments can you add?
Great comment, Stella.
Your soul measures moments in meaning so very true...