time

You tell me this is the hour, that this is the time. You feel pressed and hurried and anxious. My love, my dear. Do not let me push you in a direction that you don't want. I want you to be secure. Don't feel so panicked. I know you feel time is attacking you. I do not pretend to know everything that you feel. I know that you have have many wants, many needs, and I know that often your needs and wants are not met. First, make time for yourself. Without a healthy you, you cannot proceed. Start with you, I know that I do.

Have I pressed you for time? If I have, tell me to stop it. It is your life, I just would like to be in it. Actually, I am jealous and selfish, wanting to be in the larger part of it. You are in my mind, my heart . . . all the time. You tell me that you feel that you need to make a choice now ... time, tick, tick, tick.

Don't let, "nine days" haunt you, or provoke you to that time, that date. Act accordingly to when it makes sense. Please don't let so many outside forces corrupt your plans, your choices. If you don't do what you want to do, by your own decision, you will ultimately be sorry for it.

I have time. Don't let me press you into action. I am sure that I have done so before, so I am sorry. If you feel a minute from now is too early and a year from now too late, then act when you want, because you want.

I love you,
time is an idea only