Medicine in the Moment

The essence of time is found spontaneously in moments, not measured in minutes.  Minutes are fleeting, moments are precious.  Minutes are disposable, moments are priceless.

In man's strange invention of measured time, minutes tick tick tick away, evaporating, yet somehow stacking up to become the years of our life, a row of slender volumes held in place between the bookends of birth and death.

That's why it's so important to stop, slow down, take notice, pause.  The moments are what we notice, what we remember, what we carry with us.  They inform us, re-mind us.  

Our experience of the moments is what gives us a deep, rich experience of life.    




	
	

	

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