Here on the solstice, there’s a sense of renewal, a quiet hope, a pause in time. It takes me back to summers in New Jersey, to my parents’ legendary dinner parties:
The theme was luau and guests arrived in festive tropical attire and sipped flower-adorned mai tais. My parents converted our sandbox to the luau pit. (Months later we were still finding charcoaled whatnot in the sand—perfect haul for our toy dump trucks!)
Late into the evening the conversation would often turn philosophical, exploring ideas of the cosmos and the meaning of life. My father in particular challenged me to be inquisitive and think outside the box. I have such fond memories of those parties, and I would drift off to sleep to the sounds of laughter and dreaming of the cosmos.
So I suppose it’s no great surprise that when I learned to read the Akashic Records, I could finally ask those big questions—and get answers.
One day I asked the Guides, “What is the nature of time?” After all, time is malleable. Sometimes we have the sensation of time passing slowly, and other times very quickly. And if we lived on a different planet with different gravity, we would experience a different space-time continuum. Not to mention that all time is a fiction of sorts since everything already exists. We are simply experiencing what is.
Here is how my conversation with the Guides unfolded:
“What is the nature of time?”
Time is a gift. It allows us to feel.
It is the beating of the heart. The heartbeat of the planet, of the cosmos.
It is life, the womb, alive, giving birth, creating.
TIME is an acronym—To Intimate Moments Everlasting.
Time is the experience of a moment, imprinted as a memory—a sense memory, a feeling.
In three quarter time, time is the dance. It is the rise and fall. The breath. The in. The out. The tide, the flow. The movement, the life.
Without time there is no experience of what is.
Time is the essence of being alive. It is fleeting, ephemeral.
It is precious, a treasure. Each moment, different from the next.
“It’s clear that there’s timing, when factors coalesce to be the right time to make something happen. Why isn’t every time the right time?”
It’s synchronicity. It is the basis of magnificent music, when all the elements come together to create a symphony.
The notes, the acoustics, the instruments, the players, the horse hairs on the bow, the condensation in the flute.
It is not true that time waits for no one. Time waits for everyone, to be in synchronicity.
“So, how can I be ready?”
You dance the dance. You practice. You feel the sensation in your body.
You live and move from the heart – the heart that beats in unison with the universe.
You flow. You train yourself to live in flow.
My wish for you: when you are feeling short on time, pressed for time, or out of time—savor the moment and the experience made visible, all because you have the precious gift of time.
Here’s to TIME—To Intimate Moments Everlasting. And to the quiet hope of the solstice. x