What is "time"? One beautifully written definition simply describes it as [that thing] that keeps everything from happening at once. Time, in some ways, is undefinable, though. It can race beyond us, over us, and even through us. It can slow down, crawling along, each minute feeling like an entire day.
Newton argued that time was an essential component in the structure of the universe, independent of events, yet allowing for events to happen in order.
Is there a "right" time? I imagine that things happen exactly as they should, therefore rendering each moment a perfect one. But perhaps it was St. Augustine of Hippo who put it most eloquently: time is an extension of the mind by which we simultaneously grasp the past in memory, the present by attention, and the future by expectation.
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I once told a friend of a situation that was unfolding in my life beyond my control and I was fighting it because I convinced myself that it was not the right "time". That friend disagreed and told me that the timing was more perfect than I imagined. I didn't believe it at the time but thought about it everyday. I eventually came to see that she was so right. Everything does fall into place at the right time whether we believe we are ready for it or not. One must be open to this and accept what the universe is trying to give you. There is no such thing as coincidence.
Beautifully put, 154.
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