Time isn’t precious at all, because it is an illusion.

What you perceive as precious is not time
but the one point that is out of time: the Now. That is precious indeed.

The more you are focused on time – past and future – the more you miss the Now,

the most precious thing
there is.

Eckhart Tolle

Confronting change

Our lives ask us to die and be reborn every time we confront change – change within ourselves and change in our world. When we descend all the way down to the bottom of a loss, and dwell patiently, with an open heart, in the darkness and pain, we can bring back up with us the sweetness of life and the exhilaration of inner growth. When there is nothing left to lose, we find the true self — the self that is whole, the self that is enough, the self that no longer looks to others for definition, or completion, or anything but companionship on the journey. This is the way to live a meaningful and hopeful life — a life of real happiness and inner peace.

Elizabeth Lesser, Broken Open

We make up our life moment by moment

Some brain-science thoughts giving the same message as yesterday’s meditation one…

Instead of seeing the brain as rigid, fixed in mode, programmed like a computer, there is now a much more biological and powerful notion of “experiential selection,” of experience literally shaping the connectivity and function of the brain.

But how then do our frames, our momentary moments, hold together? How, if there is only transience, do we achieve continuity? Our passing thoughts, as James says ( in an image which smacks of cowboy life in the l880’s) do not wander round like wild cattle. Each one is owned, our own, and bears the brand of this ownership, and each thought, in James’ words, is born an owner of the thoughts that went before, and “dies owned, transmitting whatever it realized as its Self to its own later proprietor.

We come around to Proust’s image, itself slightly reminiscent of photography…..that we consist entirely of “a collection of moments,” even though these flow into one another like Borges’s river.

Oliver Sachs, In the River of Consciousness

At home

When we can be centered in ourselves,

even for brief periods of time in the face of the pull of the outer world,

not having to look elsewhere for something to fill us up or make us happy,

we can be at home wherever we find ourselves,

at peace with things as they are, moment by moment.

Jon Kabat Zinn