As I look in the mirror this morning, I ask, Why is my mother starring back at me? My head back, mouth open, I enjoy a full belly laugh. I think, how have I passed through time to become my mother?
As my thoughts thread work, I think about other similarities I have in common with mama that passing through time has revealed.
- My body build, hmmm…I wonder about that one.
- Her words flowing from my lips, now that is downright scary.
- Some of her diseases. Take them back!
- Her foods choices, now that is weird, really.
- Her independence. That’s me.
- Her big disability to ask for what she needed. I want to lose that trait fast. It has caused me untold pain.
- Her steadiness. Yes, I like this one.
- Her love for humanity. She always asked, when are we going to love one another? I answered, never, mom. Now I ask the same question!
These are a few of her traits I have grown into by passing thru time.
I steadfastly believe time does not move, we move, we change, we pass through it.
“Time is an illusion” Albert Einstein
Why do I believe this? Time is still the same after we are gone. I remember when I lost my daughter and wondered how could the world keep moving when I am in so much pain? (Notice, the world is moving), not time.
When I am happy and see someone suffering, I wonder how they can be sad with so much goodness happening. Should I stop and be sad or continue traveling through time being happy. Can I pause and do both?
Goodness is happening to me along my timeline, not theirs. They are moving through their life as I am through mine. Traveling along your path, up and down hills and valleys and around sharp curves you move. Time stands still.
To further my point; in 45 B.C., Julius Caesar ordered the first calendar consisting of twelve months based on a solar year.
This calendar employed a cycle of three years of 365 days, followed by a year of 366 days (leap year). When first implemented, the “Julian Calendar” also moved the beginning of the year from March 1 to January 1.
Calendars are man-made. Is time man made? Anything made by man can be changed, destroyed or put aside. More food for thought.
Can man manipulate time? NO!
As I always end my conversations about time, I think of life as a reminder to enjoy the moment, twist it, love it, defy it because one day you will pass to the end. Time will remain, you will not.