Auguste Rodin Sand sifting through fingers evokes a provocative timelessness. Mud squishing through toes brings a delicious joy on a Spring afternoon, as does the early flower or the song of nesting birds. If you are like most, it has been too long. We tend to ignore the seasons created by the soothing revolutions of Mother Earth because we have let ourselves become dominated by time as created by mankind. In Your Mythic Journey , Sam Keen and Anne Valley-Fox remind us of the reason we varied from Nature's time schedule.
Time runs on and on with never a pause or variation, but human time is broken into manageable units.
We create minutes, days, weeks, months, and years to punctuate the unbroken flow. Despite our crude attempts to master time, our memories are consistent with seasonal time, ignoring our moment by moment obsessions. We lay upon Mother Earth's mantle to watch the clouds drift by, and time ceases to exist. We become aware once more of our relationship to the natural ebb and flow of life and the sensuous feel of Mother Earth beneath. She nourishes life itself, providing all we need to exist, including peace and inspiration.