The lyrics to the Jim Croce song were running through my head this morning:
If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I’d like to do
Is to save every day
Till Eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you
Published (according to Wikipedia ) posthumously three months after he died in a plane crash. Beautiful words, haunting, romantic as hell.
Eckhart Tolle asserts that there IS no time, just the psychological time that we create to keep ourselves company in this world of ours.
Buddhists tell us that if we can live in the eternal NOW, that we can be eternal. That is a nice feeling, somehow, but a little scary, as well. Who wants to be stuck in Groundhog Day for eternity!
Perhaps the solution, if there is one, is to shift to another dimension? To be flexible enough with time to be able to shift, at will, from present to past to future?
In the Detroit Northwest terminal airport is this great fountain. I call it the ‘frozen rope’ because it stops time. As the water is pouring from high pressure spigots onto a black marble top, it appears frozen in time, not water at all, but solid matter forming intricate patterns, always changing, always static.
What if that was what our lives really were like?
A Look Forward 
