Time

Time is marked in some pretty interesting ways...

 

The sun going across the sky.

The seasons.

A lifetime.

A watch.

Time can also be measured in much more heartfelt ways.  

Time spent sitting across from a beautiful lady at dinner, conversing for hours... 
Miles trekked across hilly terrain in the pouring rain...
Days spent finding out more about how two people connect...

But to truly measure time in these memorable ways, there sometimes needs to be a paradigm shift from old and unhealthy thinking.  To move on may mean to shed more than just the notion of time, it may take truly embracing the future that lies ahead.  It may take letting go of ornamental devices that track each moment to find something so fluid that grows and bends as the days move on.

And sometimes a symbol of this may involve actually doing something to mark that TIME.

I went up a mountain this weekend, actually three.  At the top of the most remote one I left part of my past.  

Now on to the future...