A battle with Time.
Never enough of it.
Snatching moments up, stealing seconds.
Always filled with anxiety at being caught, and having to give them all up.
the hours were nowhere to be found
I once thought that I needed more learning, more books, more experiences, more projects completed. I wanted no regrets.
And in that thinking, I was actually creating a regretful life, of always striving. Of filling and filling and ultimately never feeling the full beauty of the contents. Because the eyes are always on the horizon.
And when what we truly love is difficult to obtain, we reach for food, alcohol, more shoes, over-stimulation. Anything to fill and stump the fear of not enough.
In its emptiness is the function of a container.Tao te Ching, chp11, line 4
We value accumulation. We have forgotten that, paradoxically, without emptiness much cannot have the room to be, to blossom, to reach depths of potential.
When I release over-thinking or accumulating, I'm emptying.
In doing so, I'm making space for the richness of wonderful things.