As I’m sitting here trying to figure out what to write for this week’s post – actually whether or not I should write something or skip a week – I’m reminded of time and how quickly life seems to flow.



Not that the ‘speed’ is obvious; it’s only when I stop and take stock of things that certain facts hit me, like, for example: My daughter is 15 years old! How did that happen?


When she was a toddler and even while she was attending primary school, people would urge me to ‘treasure these moments’. They would say how “kids grow up fast!” I used to smile politely and shake my head, because back then, to my mind, time was moving along quite normally.

But… she’s almost 16 now!!!!!


Still, there are so many moments when life seems to flow way too slowly. Often, I wonder with frustration and a dash of panic if I’ll ever get another book published, only to stop and realize that I’ve written 5 books already.

How did that happen?

And my writer friends and editors like the manuscripts I’ve asked them to critique, so it’s just a matter of time for things to come together. Right?

Then there are those moments when in a fit of confidence and exuberance I believe that I’ll definitely achieve everything I set my mind on – except I’d read in the newspapers or see on TV all those acts of terrorism or accidents that snuff out people’s lives in the blink of an eye, without warning. Poof! They’re gone along with their dreams and beliefs.

There are no guarantees.


Here’s my take. Time is moving as it should, and it’s my awareness of the many present moments — or lack of awareness thereof —  as well as my state of mind, that perceive time as moving at different speeds. And since there are no guarantees, it’s up to me to make the most of every second, even if it’s to relax and do nothing for as long as I want, with a mind free of worries.

Hmm… sitting on my butt and wondering whether or not to write a blog post this week is indeed a ‘waste of time’. Either I decide not to with a peaceful, worry-free mind or I should simply go ahead and write something and stop fussing over it.

OK, decision made. No more procrastinating or making excuses. I’ll do it.

Oh wait. I seem to have filled a page already – Now how did that happen?

Merry Christmas!! 🙂