Thirty years ago, shortly after I moved to Conroe located north of Houston, I took a variety of healing classes off I-10 at Blalock Road. (Google says 57 miles.) At least once a month I would jump in my car early and head down I-45, excited for my next adventure in the healing arts. The first few trips I budgeted 90 minutes for the trip but noted that it always took an hour.
Time and time again, even the day traffic was stopped at Greenspoint Mall and we sat on the hoods of our cars to wait, it still took an hour to Blalock. I started asking questions and playing with my timing. Always an hour!
Ten years later I joined a friend traveling to Yoakum, Texas, to have dinner with his family. It was 123 miles and took 2.5 hours. He really did not want to go, but this was an obligation. He was an hour and half late picking me up. My comment, “We’ll never make it for dinner!” No problem, a leisurely drive; we arrived ten minutes before they sat down for dinner. Did he drive fast? No, certainly not. This trip compared to a short walk to the guillotine for my friend. Time accommodated us.
Friday we received e-mail at 1:11 p.m., an alert re: please support “WE ARE ONE” to show Texas legislatures’, poised to cut 600,000 jobs, that we disagreed with their budget regarding education and clean water. We wanted to be on the capital steps that afternoon at 5 p.m. The trip normally takes 2.5 hours. Immediately we called friends to see if we could stay all night, packed a bag, changed clothes, bought gas and lunch to eat in the car, and on the road by 2:00, even stopped for a drink and ice cream! Nearing Austin we hit heavy stop-and-go traffic. Pulled into the parking lot at 4:59. On occasion, time fluctuates.
Currently, I always leave home in time to arrive at the appointed hour, usually a few minutes early. If I am held up in traffic, waylaid by construction, caught by every stoplight, regardless … as long as I don’t worry, fuss, hurry or check the clock I ALWAYS arrive on schedule.
It is only in third dimension that is time linear. Won’t it be interesting when we will live in the past, present and future consecutively?
Would love to hear your similar experiences!
Time and time again, even the day traffic was stopped at Greenspoint Mall and we sat on the hoods of our cars to wait, it still took an hour to Blalock. I started asking questions and playing with my timing. Always an hour!
Ten years later I joined a friend traveling to Yoakum, Texas, to have dinner with his family. It was 123 miles and took 2.5 hours. He really did not want to go, but this was an obligation. He was an hour and half late picking me up. My comment, “We’ll never make it for dinner!” No problem, a leisurely drive; we arrived ten minutes before they sat down for dinner. Did he drive fast? No, certainly not. This trip compared to a short walk to the guillotine for my friend. Time accommodated us.
Friday we received e-mail at 1:11 p.m., an alert re: please support “WE ARE ONE” to show Texas legislatures’, poised to cut 600,000 jobs, that we disagreed with their budget regarding education and clean water. We wanted to be on the capital steps that afternoon at 5 p.m. The trip normally takes 2.5 hours. Immediately we called friends to see if we could stay all night, packed a bag, changed clothes, bought gas and lunch to eat in the car, and on the road by 2:00, even stopped for a drink and ice cream! Nearing Austin we hit heavy stop-and-go traffic. Pulled into the parking lot at 4:59. On occasion, time fluctuates.
Currently, I always leave home in time to arrive at the appointed hour, usually a few minutes early. If I am held up in traffic, waylaid by construction, caught by every stoplight, regardless … as long as I don’t worry, fuss, hurry or check the clock I ALWAYS arrive on schedule.
It is only in third dimension that is time linear. Won’t it be interesting when we will live in the past, present and future consecutively?
Would love to hear your similar experiences!
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