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This hour is holy.  Why?  Because I choose to be wholly in it.  No pun, please.  Summer in New England is precious because there is never enough except when we stop to be it, to match our spirit to its own. Part of summer’s sacred-Self is that it removes longing for an unknown future.  My prayer is that a minute from now, two days from now, it will still be now.  That indeed is a holy indictment, one where I remain alive and present only to being in this now.  I’ve noted that when future circumstances, or a sense of anticipation, or anxiety rise up that ‘the now’ freezes and disappears.  It’s like a film, running across the eyes obliterating the present repast.  What was an exquisite moment of ‘being’ becomes ‘what does my ego want?’ What will these unknown circumstances require? What will I compare them to? How shall they affect the coming days? Time brings me nothing.  To wait for something creates an energy of not having.  Time is not continuous.  That view is only superimposed by looking back.  Time is deceptive, as we think there is something more than ‘now.’ Only by comparison do we think we had a happy time or a sad time.  When we compare, the ego lives loudly, not a bad thing, just a smaller point of view.  When we compare, we are not peaceful.  There is always that sense of this is better than that.  I like her more than him.  I wish I were back there, not here.  Anticipating a future moment assumes that time will stop when it arrives.  My plans will be served.  I will be happy then. We cannot make time work.  We can only be so fully present that past and future are holy within us, opening… Read more »