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I once believed life was a constant, vast space, not a continuum of sequential ordered events. The immediacy of a childhood day was not seen through the lens of time. Events were occurrences, filling the immense space I occupied, seemingly not related to the clock.
As children we understood.
Lost was this truthful magic in the midst of our aging; we grew a need for order over chaos. Calendars and clocks took hold of our thoughts.
As children we were wise and brilliant, immediate people. We flourished in the present. I need to unlearn the notion of order; live in the chaos.
I once believed life was a spatial constant, not a continuum of moments. That belief need return.
~ With what we fill the space takes precedence over the time we have to fill it. ~
~ Mary Jane Goodman
