The Time Between Worlds

Spark #349 - It's there every morning. Most of us miss it.

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There are a few minutes every morning before the day grabs hold.

Before anyone needs you.

I used to blow right past them.
Now I protect them.

These moments feel like a time between worlds, where everything slows down, where I remember who I am.

Some mornings it’s just quiet.
Some mornings truth bombs land hard.
Other times insights emerge softly.

I wrote this in one of my visits there.

P.S. More on carving out this luminous, purposeless time on YouTube.