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I sit in front of the pool and observe the movement of time. Closing my eyes - time becomes not a direction, but a space…
New experiences expand time, deep conversations and nature stop time, routine and repetition burns through it.
Maybe it is about presence and attention, to yourself, others, surroundings.
We learn to be on familiar terms with it. We stop chasing, pretending we’ll manage everything, and simply live.
How do I measure time? With sunsets and sunrises, ways of thinking, intentions toward people… 3 replies
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