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Girl napping on Lake Atitlan by Victoria Saratore |
This reflection comes to you later than intended, because I've been riding a wave of time travel. Launched from airports in Mexico City, Denver, and Orange County to a jam-packed visit with family and friends, I've felt the past and the present meld together into a kaleidoscope of old memories and new encounters, while email and phones have been appropriately relegated as peripheral to sensory experience:
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Time and space are also what limit humans. The acceptance of this reality almost always leads people toward despair, an investment in future generations, or a belief in the eternal spirit. This temporary wave of time travel will return me to the familiarity of home soon enough. Meanwhile, like the girl in the photo napping on Guatemala's Lake Atitlan, I'm luxuriating in the time I have, here and now.
Nancy G. Shapiro is a coach and writer who conducts writing and well-being retreats at LifePath Center http://www.lifepathretreats.com and other locales.
Nancy G. Shapiro is a coach and writer who conducts writing and well-being retreats at LifePath Center http://www.lifepathretreats.com and other locales.
Lovely post, Nancy. Very thoughtful.
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