Two days before Yom Kippur and I can hear the tick-tock of the clock. That metronome sound clickety-clacking its way around the circle reminding me of deadlines.
If certain actions and activities don’t take place by the end of the secular year it will be time to let go and move on.
Some promises require magic to keep them alive and others require something else.
Ask the witches, wizards and magicians if the age of magic is over and they’ll suggest science might not know everything.
They’ll say if you know where to look for secrets, poems, greetings there might be evidence science requires for its lab proof.
We Find Time For What We Want/Like/Love
Inside of that tick-tock and the feeling that I need to run or else the sun will catch me the knowledge that we find time for what we want/like/love.
No matter how busy we are if there are people we want to spend time with or things we want to do somehow we find the time for them.
It might not always be as much as or often as we wish it to be but we find it.
That is part of how I measure importance.
Do I make time and do others make time for me? Those things provide clarity, detail and insight.
Two days before Yom Kippur is a good time to reflect upon time and timing.
A good time to ask ourselves if we feel good about where we are at and where we are going.
If you don’t look inwards and contemplate if the song of your heart is in synchrony with your head you risk losing what is precious to you and perhaps for foolish reasons.
So I create deadlines for some things so that I may confirm whether to stay or adjust course.
Look skyward to find my north start and sail under starlit skies towards that place where science meets magic to see whether adventure begins anew or if endings are required.
Whichever way it goes some things are clear.
To do nothing is untenable and unforgivable. To do something is required for those who wish to be captain of their own destiny.