The heart of time

On a day to day basis I sit and ponder whether what I say are rightfully said and if what I do holds significance. I wonder, is "here and now" okay? Today I took some time to think about the questions in which I always find time to ask but never have the time to answer. Oh the ties of time.... Once I was honest with myself though, I found that the time that I have in a day, the time I take to think, the time I take to act, it never changes. The equilibrium of the two may falter, yet the actually moments, every minute, the strike of every hour, it remains the same. 24 hours in a day, 60 minutes in an hour, 60 seconds in a minute, and so the numbers flow by throughout the day. And so, this time that i have set aside to think has yet, always been, and still until today I had been unaware of it's existence. I believe it was due largely in part to the imbalance of the way that I was willing to process my thoughts. I tend to think with my heart rather than my head much of the time, and although I entrust my hands to practice that which I believe, I have always allowed the passion that I feel to take over both the teachings that guide my beliefs and the ways in which I distribute the thoughts that they provide me with. So, I am starting today on a knew note. I am starting a fresh page, a clean canvas, so that my mark of equality between what I know in my head, feel in my heart, and do with my hands, will not be lost amongst the paintings of yesterday. Whether it be in struggle or stride, today is a new day to move forward.