This is a Post on Letting go.

Letting go of Best Practice, Letting go of One Post a Day.

Letting go of the Weight of Time.

Not More time, not Less time... just Time.

My daughter asks if we are in a rush.

No, I say, there is always Plenty of Time. 

Why are you walking so fast then?

Oh! That is a habit. 

What is a habit?

I tell her its something you've done for so long, you keep doing it without realizing. 

Oh, I have lots of habits, she says.

I contemplate my habits with time.

How can I walk in time with time? Keeping in step, not far ahead, not far behind. Time as a good-humoured companion.

If existence is our gift, to choose how we use, how do we use it? In a Rush, Not Enough Time!... or Plenty of Time?

My Sundown meditation is the source of many musings. I give 10 minutes to my Self, ignoring my minds suggestions of Misuse of Time. No technique. I breathe, I watch the sun go down, the jasmine flowers bobbing in the breeze, the light through my drinking glass.  The palm fronds flap in the Santa Ana wind. My neighbor whistles.

This little dance comforts me. I write with pencil, on paper, to transcribe later. Walking to my screen would break this gentle magic.

At 6:30pm, the sun is still warm on my face. So subtle, traveled so far. I am reminded how much I enjoy the warmth of the sun.

Sitting here I am happy. Happy with Time.



  1. the indefinite continued progress of existence and events in the past, present, and future regarded as a whole.


  1.  a large or sufficient amount or quantity; more than enough.


  1. a settled or regular tendency or practice, especially one that is hard to give up.