A while ago, I read a famous book called “The Prophet” by Kahlil Gibran (I think it was actually Shireen that bought me the book – once again another shining example of my sisters enlightened influence on me!)
In a nutshell, this book was written by the Lebanese poet, philosopher and artist, Kahlil. It regales the story where, in a distant, timeless place, a mysterious prophet walks the sands. At the moment of his departure, he wishes to offer the people gifts but possesses nothing. The people gather round, each asks a question of the heart, and the man's wisdom is his gift.
It is Gibran's gift to us. On the most basic topics--marriage, children, friendship, work, pleasure--his words have a power and lucidity that in another era would surely have provoked the description "divinely inspired." Free of dogma, free of power structures and metaphysics.
Over time, I will post chapters of his writings when I feel they are most relevant to me - with what is happening in my own life, in the lives of others close to me.
Talking of time, that is what I wanted to blog about. Lately I just feel like I am urging time on, looking to the imminent months ahead, becoming impatient at time. I feel like a child sitting under the Christmas tree, staring at my presents, willing time to hurry up so that I may open them! So, I read this passage again, and I feel more relaxed and at ease. Time is really quite irrelevant, when you think that is only really a measurement of sorts, created by man to explain, justify and live out and our existence.
I always tend to overuse the expressions “Only time will tell” or “Everything and/or everyone in their own time”, but we are all on our own paths, walking along with our own clocks, which tick and tock to the individual rhythms of our own spirits. In essence I believe we will all reach the places we are meant to reach, meet the people we are meant to meet, and live the life we choose to lead, all in our own space and time. Time that is ours…making our time, timeless.
This is what Kahlil has to say about Time…
“ On Time
And an astronomer said, "Master, what of Time?"
And he answered: You would measure time the measureless and the immeasurable.
You would adjust your conduct and even direct the course of your spirit according to hours and seasons.
Of time you would make a stream upon whose bank you would sit and watch its flowing.
Yet the timeless in you is aware of life's timelessness,
And knows that yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream.
And that that which sings and contemplates in you is still dwelling within the bounds of that first moment which scattered the stars into space.
Who among you does not feel that his power to love is boundless?
And yet who does not feel that very love, though boundless, encompassed within the centre of his being, and moving not form love thought to love thought, nor from love deeds to other love deeds?
And is not time even as love is, undivided and paceless?
But if in you thought you must measure time into seasons, let each season encircle all the other seasons,
And let today embrace the past with remembrance and the future with longing.”
Timeless Peace, Love and Happiness
Orangeblossom xxx
Orangeblossom xxx
