There is never enough of it, and as I age I become more and more aware that I may be running out of TIME. This digital montage expresses the feeling I have that time is a spinning vortex and that we each are caught at the center, right above the pulled plug. Of course, one’s immanent demise by stupidity, disease or accident is always possible at any age. However, I also know that the divine spark at the center – not God’s special gift of identity in this world - returns sans ego to God. Thus, that which is important to me here will not be important when I return to God. Still, the disorienting fear returns when I least expect it.
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I love your comments here, and I know what you mean about returning to God sans ego. I think we can do that in our consciousness a little daily instead of waiting until death. It's a GOOD thing to remember our spiritual origin!
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