If I had forever

If I had forever, I don't think I could get enough love. Or give enough of it. (Am I channeling Jaymie* right now?)

If I had forever, I would worry less and walk more. Why not start now?

Time. It's a construct, and one that all too often feels like a constraint. I can't really wrap my mind around “forever.” The openness, the vastness, the no-clock-required of what that might mean.

What if every day began with the feeling of “forever”? Sinking into the lushness of it. The endless, take-your-time of it. What might be possible, in the slowing down that having forever allows?

Forever only goes forward, though. And I know I have regrets. What I really might like is to touch into the past -- have a few do-overs. Just one or two. Maybe for deep joy as well as a few small repairs.

If I had forever, I'd love as well as I could. I'd let go of everything else that matters less. Bank receipts and deadlines and whether we might spend a dollar less on chicken this week. Just love. No clock required. No limits. And really for that, forever can start right now. No reason to wait. No reason to live 100 years. Just now. Just forward. Into forever.

*Another regular Soul Writer