Time

As I sit here on the balcony I realize that time is a gift given. Every inch given in minutes is given as a gift to change things, to alter your world, a chance to meet your desires, to return to kingdom, to remember and claim your ever preset power. It’s an air of rechargment. Every second is given to you again and again. Instead of thinking in terms of starting a new day, why wait? See the air around you as a source of power, a source of you, a source of a demanding anchor in that very second that is yours to mesh with in synergy with the universe around you. Stay silent. When you’re deemed to indulge your words outward through speaking, pause and stay silent. Be still. Stay private. It is the secret between you and time; between you and space, you and the ether. The air is here and back to you and you alone. Love your time, your minutes to indulge in what is. It is your most prized possession. You in conjunction with time are a force to be reckoned with.