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Precious Time

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This morning, I read an article written by a friend who I have not met face to face, although through another soul connection, we have been introduced. Her name is Janet Auty-Carlisle and like me, is a writer and speaker. The first time I saw her name, I thought of her as ‘Aunty Jane’ even though we are likely around the same age. Her words struck a deep and resonant chord in me, as she wrote about the impermanence of all things and that in any given 86,400 seconds (that which comprises 24 hours), all manner of events can occur. People are born and others ‘leave the building’. Relationships shift and transmute. Illness and wellness exist side by side. Finances ebb and flow. Doors close and others swing wide open. As my wise father used to say, “You never know what tomorrow will bring.” Heeding his guidance, I do all I can to treasure each day. When I woke up before the sun today, with the chirping of the birds (who are still singing a few hours later), I felt a sense of sadness and longing for connection. I can feel major shifts occurring, the seeds of which began germinating literally in the Spring and now in late September are coming forth as my harvest. Growing pains ensued in between that leave behind a bit of an emotional ache. I am beyond blessed to have many divine souls in my life; friends and family who are my treasures and even in the midst of that, have felt an existential loneliness. Reading other people’s social media postings and articles, I see that I am not alone in that experience. Even those who, like me are not isolative, have those feelings. Paradoxically, that makes me feel not so alone.

During my 24 hours, I engage in contact with many people; in my job as a therapist, as a mother, sister, aunt, cousin and friend, I am either on the phone, speaking via email or Skype, or my favorite way…face to face, heart to heart and hug to hug. I absorb and share the love-energy and it remains with me and hopefully with them, but then I get spiritual amnesia and forget that they are not the source, but also, like me; the vessel through which it flows and God/dess is the Source that I can tap into 24/7 and it never runs dry. There are times when I feel utterly insatiable for love, attention, touch, the physical presence of loved ones and this ‘not enough’ wave washes over me. Not much fun, but necessary to admit in order for me to be real; which has been an essential intention these days. I vow not to allow this precious time and the people with whom I share my life, slip through my fingers like so many grains of sand.

How will you spend your 86,400?

I’m gonna spend it loving with all I’ve got!

 

tobeyourbest.net/2013/09/23/864… – 24 Sep 86,400 by Janet Auty-Carlisle

http://youtu.be/hj7LRuusFqo  Seasons of Love from Rent



  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Don

    Wow, I know exactly what you mean by feeling these waves of being “utterly insatiable for love, attention, touch, the physical presence of loved ones and this ‘not enough’ wave washes over” you. This has increased 100-fold since becoming aware that I am empathic (HSP). Dealing with it is a struggle, not to mention having to go through a divorce right now as well.

    Thanks for the article. I enjoy reading what you have to share.

    Shabbat Shalom!
    Don

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