We all seem to be rushing somewhere. The time goes so fast, and there never seems to be enough of it. It comes with the season and the obligations and commitments we, many times, bring upon ourselves. In the midst of the madness, find a moment or two for stillness. Take a bit of time to slow down. Do what you are doing with more attention and greater intention. Clarity is accomplished at a reduced speed, with less pressure, and more pleasure.
Daily we make up our lies with pieces of the truth, indemnifying ourselves from the current reality. Hesitancy takes time, various stages of indecision come back to hinder. Arbitrary illusions provide a depth only the imagination will grant. Seize the moment, the inspiration, in the obvious unaccounted for. Can you face up to the falsities? Time heals all wounds, but only if you loosen the bandages, only if you believe you have been hurt.
Every day is practice for something larger, or more specific. We go about the hours uncertain of anything, except the fact we are here. It is as temporary as it is purposeful. Learn as you go.
How can we decipher messages not intended to be understood? Spoken or implied, there must be meaning in the recurring madness, so much so that we fail to notice. It happens. Mixed messages. It becomes routine. The everyday ambiguity is ominous. Where is the clarity we once expected? Who has time to define what they mean, when we obviously do not comprehend the questions, let alone an answer. We cannot think clearly, if they do not speak clearly.
your thoughts change different thoughts varied thought minute to hour day by day your own thoughts your own way you own your thoughts your thoughts can change or change you change your thoughts change your mind change your ways change with time take time for thought change of thought sometimes a thought is all you’ve got