What if there was enough time?

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The only reason for time is so everything doesn’t happen at once – Albert Einstein

 

What if there wasn’t this pressing gushing racing push of time?

What if I truly believed that there was enough time to get what needed to be done, done?

What if just for a second I didn’t believe the story that I am solely responsible for ensuring the spinning of the planet?

What if in the face of overwhelming biochemical compulsion to run and flee I sloooowwwed down and met myself coming back the other direction?

What if I used all the distractions as a tool for connection …. you know the ones? What if I went all a bit matrixy and just moved at my own pace and all the people that were looking for me would be able to see me more clearly… cause we’re on the same page me and those people… What then?

Is it the fear of missing out?

A Fear of being left behind or being wrong?

Of not being enough, or not being worthy of love?

How can any of these things be true or real or even possible?

To all you beautiful people reading this I offer you these questions, there is no right or wrong answers. Perhaps just be curious with them and see how you feel in response. x