A Bushel of Time

Spinning the hands of time: a cart, a bushel, and a handbasket are old-fashioned methods of measuring the immeasurable. When we’re preoccupied, time may drag on for eternities, but when in alignment, there’s no time. What is the distinction between these two seemingly opposing forces?

In November of 2001, my husband, oldest son (then a baby), and I drove to Chico, California from San Diego. San Diego is where we used to live, while my husband managed Purser Construction company’s commercial division. We drove the 11-hour drive to visit family for the holidays. While the baby slept and my husband drove, I did “spiritual reading” (a form of device-less dowsing for spiritual information and understanding). I looked up from the work, and in no time, we’d almost arrived at our destination. The experience for me was as if there was a wrinkle in space-time, dumping me off at a destination at warp speed.

We went to our Teacher’s house for Thanksgiving. This is the same Teacher I’ve spoken about in my previous articles who often helps guide me through the inexplicable. This time, we talked about no time. What is it like when we’re in alignment or meditation and experience ourselves as timeless, boundless, and limitless?

For me, it was easy to understand because I experienced it for myself. For others, it may be a difficult concept to grasp unless it becomes part of the very fabric of one’s experience. However, with the help of a few props, such as a pen, a notebook, and imagination, one can develop a sense of any concept that can be illuminated. How is it that one can imagine what one has not yet actualized?