Another Year Passed
So surprised to be two months into another new year, deep into Winter, with days becoming longer every week. So, I ponder, does time keep ticking off in measured units, against a pace of being creating itself within the body? How do ordinary tasks of doing and being speed up, passing in space, while we are involved with life, unnoticing? Where are these divisions serving, except on the level of regulating society for working, eating, and sleeping activities. How important is it to the individual in terms of consciousness expansion? Does it interrupt things, and make us think we have no time to meditate, to cook, to have fun, to do anything but adhere to measured time?