Place and Time

Photo by Tony Webster from Minneapolis, Minnesota (Minneapolis Skyline) [CC BY 2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

I last wrote here five weeks ago, the day before beginning the drive back across the northwestern states to Minnesota. As I’ve adapted to a new routine in my old-new home, I haven’t made space for writing. That is something I’m working to correct.

I’ve spent the last month rediscovering my hometown and seeking my next source of employment. During this period, I’ve been noticing the concepts of “place” and “time” in everything I’ve done—the relationship between the two, how they manifest themselves physically and emotionally (and spiritually), the tensions created between their realities and the expectations I place upon them. I am fascinated how often “place” and “time” become personified, taking on characteristics as though they are friends of mine on my life journey.

I intend to explore these concepts in more detail in future writings; to flesh out these relationships, tensions, and characteristics. I’m not sure where this exploration will lead, but one thing I already know—and I am incredibly grateful for—is that in noticing “place” and “time,” I am more certain than I could have hoped that I am in the right place for this time in my life. I am truly meant to be here now.