I’m currently obsessed with considering, thinking about, musing on the subject of time. We’ve been having some bouncy discussions in the JoyRide group on the same subject; sharing our experiences, batting around ideas, sending out flares of solidarity as we do our best to tip toe, swim and wade through the braided river of our days.
Time, that illusive, winged creature that always manages to take flight, no matter how hard we try to wield her, control her or grasp onto her. Her bones collapse and then reform to make it impossible to hold her in your hands.
What does it mean to not hurry through life?
What does it mean to be free of the feeling of not always being busy?
How can we look to other things, beings, landscapes to embody, create a more sustainable relationship with time?
I’ve come to realise that our experience of and with time defines how available we are for connection; with our horses, with the land, with each other.
Time- her abundance or lack- shapes our expectations.
Time creates the energy that we embody and bring to our experiences. To have only a narrow window of opportunity and to be in a rush are two different beasts.
Time- her abundance or lack- defines what feels possible and what doesn’t.
And yet, time is perceptual. On the one hand, our experience is the same. We are all subject to the same hours in a day, the same days in a week.
But how we are IN time, how that expresses through our body is different. Tree time is different to horse time is different to human time.
How we embody time matters. How we currently embody it and how we wish to embody it matters. It informs everything that follows.
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In JoyRide, you can access many conversations about time; how we hold it, what our body can teach us about it, how we can resource ourselves to help shape the form of our days in ways that feels life-giving and sustainable. You can join us here.
