Stop

Stopping the clocks. Tick! Tock! Stop.

This past week has been a relaxing one. Even though I’ve been wading through the last pieces of assesment for uni courses I’ve been relaxed, content and surprisingly studious. I’ve passed both photography and art and soon the spectacular end will come for ze german. I’ve been amazed that it has been half a year since I started. Half a year! It seems to have flown by, even though I’ve been reminding myself every so often to look around and really live and experience life as it happens. It seems that no matter how much you try to live in the moment, you end up wondering when the time silently passed you by. You see the evidence in the yellowing trees and the next in the crunching leaves under your feet and the naked limbs of the old maples. You comprehend time when you stop. When you choose to step back from it, seeing how routines and schedules are trying hopelessly to grasp time. We reach for time; trying to preserve, to fast forward, to go back. It’s something beyond us, I don’t think we’ll ever be able to see outside of it, but its amazing that one person can.

“And behold I am with you, until the end of the age.” – I AM

Though we are limited by our own mortality, I think thats okay. Time is an amazing entertainer, our changing lives are more exciting than a static unchanging moment.

"To live will be a great adventure." — Peter Pan

I held a Teaparty on the weekend. It was wonderful, in those 3 hours on a blustery winter afternoon, we sat drinking tea and stopping, not rushing, not feeling guilty, just living in fellowship with each other. It was a wonderful moment of realisation for me. The power of stopping. The power of tea, a couch and contemplation.

"All children, except one, grow up."

 

I am a person who loves books.

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