e=mc2

sometimes time moves so slowly and we ache to get on with it. sometimes time moves so quickly, we are left stunned to catch our breath and absorb what just happened. time is relative.

when we want something, time can be painful. we can be anxious, angry or full of fear while we wait for something we want to come to us. crossing out days on a calendar, tapping our feet with frustration, snapping our fingers to get someone's attention. trying to control what cannot be controlled.

when we are patient, we can see the horizon. we notice what is unfolding around us and we can be prepared.
everything comes in its own time. sometimes we are ready, sometimes we are surprised. either way, it is happening...now.

there is no reality in tomorrow or even yesterday. they are as a dream...hopes or regrets...sweet memories or anxieties...they are unreal. real is now. right where you are...what are you doing with it?

***matisse, the acrobats