Picture: One moment in time on a Fall Day in New York

“The happiness of your life depends upon the quality of your thoughts.” ~ Marcus Aurelius 

I have been writing quite a bit about time lately.

So a funny thing happened one day. I was sitting down to begin writing a blog post and looked at the time on the computer and it was 11:11. I always love seeing those numbers or 1:11, 2:22, etc. They help me to feel as if I am in alignment and connected. Is that superstitious? Or a “new age” thing? Or something that has always created an internal feeling of wellbeing inside of me? Not sure about any of that but in that moment it felt good…UNTIL... I just happened to glance at my phone at that same moment and it said 11:10? I looked at the computer clock again and it said 11:11 and my phone said 11:10? I was perplexed…. so I kept staring at both devices in confusion and curiosity… and in an instant because as you can imagine this was already a few seconds into the one minute, the 60 seconds of my life that was passing… both devices at the same time changed to 11:12!

I was stunned and stumped and started to think that I really didn’t see the phone time correctly. I actually started to question myself. I said to myself … you didn’t have on your glasses (which are for reading) and I checked my face and touched my glasses to make sure they weren’t an illusion sitting on my nose. Then I sat for another few seconds and watched both devices and sure enough they both changed to 11:13! Oh… there it is again. At the same time or in the same moment, or in the exact moment in time?

This may seem like an insignificant or even possibly ridiculous thing to be writing about. Well, that is my judgment of myself that I am now projecting on to you, the reader. I thought to myself~ what just happened? Did I just make that up? Why am I so concerned with a glitch in the clocks and how time is being revealed, perceived and I could add  “manipulated” in that moment.

And then I got a hit in my body and mind and realized that I was so impacted by this moment “in time” because I did feel manipulated by these clocks. I felt used and tricked by the idea that time actually exists. It is a limited constraint and belief that any of that actually matters.

WHOO! what I am talking about. The next time I looked at “the time” it was 12:33. I had been sitting for over one hour contemplating how I have been manipulated by who the fuck is telling me what time it is! They (whoever they are) just changed the time last month to make it earlier or later or whatever “they” do to regulate and control time. Make it darker, make it shorter, make it brighter. WOW!! I know I am on a rant but I was so thrown by the time change and not just the “daylight savings” thing that is thrust upon us twice a year. But by the belief that there is really a finite amount of time. This idea is limited and stagnant! We are limitless and infinite. How does seeing 11:11 translate into my “all of a sudden” knowing that I am an infinite being? I DON”T KNOW! I just know that I felt something deep inside of me shift by that illusion in that moment in time.