Between Times

If I told you that the reason I haven’t set the clock on my stove back is because it’s really tricky to do, I’d only be telling you a half-truth. It really is tricky. It’s almost as bad as the clock in a car I used to have that I never set back or forward, even though that made it show the correct time for only six months out of the year. The time on that clock was impossible to change even when anyone tried to follow the instructions in the car’s manual. The other half of the reason I’ve left the stove clock alone is that having two different times present at the same time in my home reminds me to stay ‘between’. We’re often told we need to exist in the present moment if we want to go with the flow (or be in the flow, depending on where you’re from), but in-between what the world tells me is true, and what truly is, is where I can feel the flow. The time on my stove clock may appear to be incorrect, but it’s reminding me where I want to spend all of my time.