Time is infinite, and relative and subjective. You can’t touch it but you can feel it. It can be the longest 15 minutes of your life or the week that seems to fly by. So why then do we invest so much trust in an entity so fickle?

We procrastinate, deliberate, wait, and delay all based on our belief that we have so much time and opportunity. There may be other opportunities in time but the next one is going to be different from the previous.

My question is what are we waiting for?

The better timing, more money, mental readiness, or perfect situation may not come any time soon and when it does come will the same job, person, item or  other relevant situation still be available now that you’re ready? Not likely.

But then again what’s the rush?

I fear making a hasty decision based on my belief about the elusiveness of the perfect situation. I have passed up jobs, and home buying opportunities thinking I could find something better and I have lingered too long in miserable relationships hiding behind the fear of starting over or letting go only to find something worse.

Fortunately every sunrise for me brings wisdom and I have witnessed firsthand the beauty and perfection of time. Things fall into perfect alignment for me and I live my life without regrets. I have the perfect job for me, live in the perfect house in the perfect neighborhood, have the perfect balance of friends, and absolutely no regrets about past relationships that are exactly where they should be, in the past.

I also have no need to wonder about love that never was. The rhythmic balance of my life has been so consistent and my interaction with people happens in such perfect time, if love didn’t happen- it wasn’t supposed to.

I am by no means anyone’s definition of spontaneous. I write lists, make plans, and think things through. Shampoo, rinse, repeat. But I am sentimental about the value of the fleeting nature of certain situations so every now and then I’ll seize the opportunity to do something against my norm knowing that this opportunity will not present itself in this way again. I am always grateful for the experiences I have when I allow myself to just live and enjoy the ride.

It is within these experiences that I live my authentic self.