Sunday, February 8, 2009

Time Marches On

Today is considered a neutral day on the Kabbalistic calendar.
Poof!  January has come and gone, February has arrived, and if we're not observant, March will be upon us before we have taken the time to truly appreciate February.  As I have become aware, almost painfully of that stage of life as regards age (now measured in decades) I have felt the need to let certain things go, while at the same time trying dearly to hold on to body, brain and belief.  In french the expression, 'jamais dit jamais' or 'never say never', we are led to believe that nothing should be ruled out as anything may happen.

Yesterday revealed many things.  At a family celebration I was greeted by a four year old who replied to my question of 'how are you?' with an extended hand and a very mature, 'fine, thank you'.  I watched as my very fit seventy-two year old cousin bench pressed two hundred pounds.  My husband and I happily observed as our sixteen year old son had meaningful conversations with family members almost fives times his age. It was a day of basking in the comfortable glow of several generations of a family, who, at many different stages of life exhibited behaviors not generally associated with their particular age group.

One can repeat cliche after cliche, such as Chaucer's 'time and tide wait for no man', but yesterday we lived it.  A four year old, who, while having his whole life ahead of him to master the intricacies of social interaction, had already begun, a seventy two year old who has refused to allow age and gravitational pull to wreak havoc on his body and a sixteen year old who relished the opportunity of conversational intercourse with his elders all indicated that time was precious and not to be wasted.

Yesterday clearly revealed that each and every day has a purpose, and while days tend to pass quickly we can still experience one that holds much and guarantees a future with a warm and happy past.  Manifesting our future so that one's memory bank will be filled to capacity with the good times starts here, now, today in the month of February.  At this point not once has the word procrastination entered into this discourse, however, Persius said 'for yesterday is once tomorrow' and I am a firm believer that we cannot recapture the now.

March, we know you're there. We see you peeking your head around the corner.  You are a lovely month in your own right, but please, excuse us, we still have much of February to enjoy.

May today bring you much and tomorrow bring you more. 

Love, light and happiness.




1 comment:

  1. Deb, Deb, Deb,
    You did it again!! What can I say. I absolutely love reading your work. Please keep it up. Everytime I read your work it leaves me thinking and appreciating so much.
    You are a talented girl. All I can think is how much the whole world is missing by not reading your wonderful and endearing thoughts. Love, big sis

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