Active minds, like bodies, need time for rest.

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Sometimes Nana makes you wait, so that you can feel time itself.

Not as some abstract measure on your watch, wall clock or computer screen – but as the deep, steady undercurrent of life that flows at the pace it alone chooses.

And wishing it to go at a different speed does not make it so – as Nana reminded me of in the bitter, predawn chill on a frozen mountain lake, waiting for the sunrise to come and warm my poor old bones!