Time Does Not Exist

Time does not exist.  Exposed to this idea many years ago.  Hearing those exact four words while sleeping one night.  Understanding the truth of this phrase the moment it was presented.  Upon awakening, immediately recalling the concept.  Recognizing the importance of it. Presently noting that Samoa recently switched time zones.  Resulting in the 'loss' of an entire day.  December 30, 2011 did not exist in that country.  Another opportunity to question the generally accepted concept of time.

Four Short Words

My son is dead.  Four short words.  By far the most difficult ones ever expressed in all these fifty-four years.  This phrase often jumping uninvited into my thoughts.  Regardless of what may be going on at the time. Heart tightening immediately.  Breathing more laboured.  Tears forming.  Understanding the truth of these words failing to prevent this visceral reaction.  An aspect of my being still frequently shocked by them.  Patience and compassion my allies in this.