Time
Time is a vacuum where we choose, knowingly or unknowingly, to spend our lives. The manmade timepieces that we use every day simply a way to regulate our minutes, hours, days, and years. The calendar a lined grid in which to regulate the ebb and flow of daily life.

The older I get the more time I need to spend reflecting on how important this gift of time really is. Just this last year I was fortunate to go to my 30th high school reunion and I was amazed how aged most people were looking. Many where changed to the extent that it was somewhat difficult to remember them as the svelte image that was imprinted on my mind. Of course, it went both ways, as I found it difficult to not just remember what they looked like but also to remember their names!

Time. The mind recalls what once was, the mirror reflects what is. So, the question as I see it is, ‘tis it better to live in the past, with its former memories, or is it better to enjoy the present day and the opportunites it presents. I believe that it is natural, on bad days, to think that things will never get better again. But on those days I must think the situation all the way through and recall that things have been worse, and many more times they have been better. But, for the most part things have always been played out in a cyclic manner, from the personal highs and lows in my own life to the cycle of nature-even down to the water cycle. I remember reading somewhere that all the water on the earth has been recycled something like seven times and thus, it may have been drank by dinosaurs as well as mixed into a soft drink and drained down the sink.

Life, when it comes down to its basic level really is simply just a cycle. Life has a beginning and life has an end. But the energy from whence we come is ground into the earth to be used as fodder for the next generation. The living organisms that make up our existence today are the building blocks of the life forms of tomorrow.