April 6, 2017 by petrujviljoen
Here, now, it is morning. Sunny and bright and a good day to all of you too. The earth continues on its axis, ever imperceptibly slowing yet fixed in its orbit, thank goodness, now there’s something to depend on. Yesterday was and tomorrow will be or so we hope. I think I am
contemplating light on water and probably I am but I know, I know. The past is waiting, lurking, biding its time to intrude and snatch me back into coils of confusion effectively wiping out the present moment so it never can be again,
quite like this.
Except I know, I think I also know, I can take into account things aren’t quite as it has been constructed. Leap years, leap seconds having to be added points to time as misconstrued, made to fit a paradigm to afford convenience. It’s one o’ clock I must be hungry.
A cross beam of light, unaccounted for, a mere intuition in that place where time has passed, slants across situational conditioning. I wait. And while I wait I look
realising the pulse of earth and stone, adjusting the beat of my heart accordingly, creating space for insight. How to –yes – escape
Grace of the earth contains expected apprehension – patient yielding.
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