Space time continuum? Time space continuum? Which is it?
I wonder as I’ve just spoken to a friend who reports his infant baby girl is feeding, eyes wide, arms outstretched, with her mama in the NICU.
Time depends on what you’re doing. As life emerges and unfolds, time is completely relative. Widening eyes on a tenacious new life, punctuated by an eager acceptance of love and nourishment, take us to a place where a clock means absolutely nothing. A new kind of time supersedes what we’ve known, and space opens up for us to explore these feelings that have never stirred us before.
It’s like falling in love.
It’s power.
(The good kind).
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