Who can define time? The number of hours, days, seconds, that human being has defined to make this notion understandable. Setting rules, every 60 seconds one minute, every 60 minutes one hour, days, weeks, months, seasons, years...
What we can see is that it is passing, we feel it as we see we are aging. We observe changes happening in us, in nature, all around us.
We feel we are running out of it. It´s limited, 60, 70, 80 years maximum and goodbye. We are in a rush, in a race.
On the other hand, we know all phenomena, all processes, natural or unnatural changes need time to happen.
Fruits require time to get mature, a baby takes time to speak, a caterpillar needs a while to become a butterfly, the moon has its own cycle, full, half, crescent, half, full, on and on. Each process needs its own time to take place.
Is it that difficult to comprehend?
Why we can not cope with it? Why most of the time we don't have enough patience for things to happen in their appropriate time when it should?
When we learn that if we pick the fruit early, it would be raw and bitter?
When we will learn that if we take out a butterfly sooner than when it is supposed to out of its cocoon, it won´t fly, it will die? *
When we will learn that perhaps being a patient fellow is the biggest lesson that life and whole this universe are trying to teach us?
*Read in Zorba the Greek Book
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