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May 1st: Your Relationship With Time

Eula was born this week, came on the wind, unwound me from the inside out. The doctors thought she would be blue upon arrival (5 hours of pushing) but instead she emerged and her blue was in her alert eyes that found mine immediately. “Strong heart,” said the nurse who has sweat through her scrubs. Somehow, she is almost a teenager. Somehow, the elders were right. Time: it’s epic and forever when the kids are little but then, a few years later, it catapults and goes like a cheetah. Gone. Where is time? What is it? I want to be here for all of it, HERE, not distracted. Not only to soak up my children, but to soak up my life, this moment in time, with all of its ick and joy and fullness. How about you?

I am hearing more and more people say, “Where did the day go? I didn’t even notice,” because they have been wrapped into an affair with their phone. I get it. That was me too. But let’s try an experiment this month. If you aren’t a paid subscriber and want to join us, please do. We’re getting real. Uncomfortable but tolerable, as the nervous system wise ones say. Yep. Let’s do it.