Life Takes Time

From a thought, an idea, to action

Moments where your heart knows where it's going

And your head is catching up

Time is a funny thing

It tracks a measurement of our lives

Even I celebrate birthdays and anniversarys with glee

Though does this mean it's the only way to measure life?

I think of Rent, of The Seasons of Love

The five hundred, twenty five thousand, six hundred minutes

Life is more than that, it must be

So why is it in the time before a vacation begins

Time drips slow like honey?

And then while on said vacation

Time slips like sand through the fingers? 

And a day after my 2 year anniversary

Or my "Birth"day, as a dear friend suggested

Time spent reflecting on Lost Lake

I read a letter I'd written to myself a year ago

Some of what I wanted then, is the same

And many of the things have transformed

The written words poured with authenticty

And yet, where I am today,

365 days later,

I feel different, I am different

And the only certainty I have as I look back is this:

Life Takes Time

There were times

When moments dragged on

Where absolution was desired

And the only console was to honor the feelings

Rather than run

(Though, I'll be honest, sometimes I chose to run)

It's taken time for me to understand and appreciate what nourishes me

To nuruture my emotions and support the part of me that desires to run

And to trust myself to stand beside her, letting her know, it's ok.

It's taken time for me to integrate beautiful foods into my life

To make time for batch cooking on Sundays

Filling my fridge with nutrious foods

And actually say, "I Love To Cook!"

It's taken time for my body to adjust to my transformation.

For the weight that was once needed for protection

To be released with love

And it's taken time as I explore deep layers

Honor all that steps forward

And trust, even if it feels like a single tendril to Heaven

That each experience is for my souls growth.

There have been times lived in the moment

Both measured and the intangible

Times spent afraid and in the dark
And the beauty of gratitude in the light

With the only resolution, being there is no absolution

Life Takes Time

With Love, Jan