It is interesting to observe the sense of progression of the time. Whilst time doesn't really exist. Not in classical sense at least.
Time is just consciousness exploring parallel reallity "nows" one after another. Constant shift that is nearly not so steady, stright forward, predictable or "unchangeble" as we'd be combortable to believe.
We conditionally harbour great fears regarding dynamic shifting between starkly different "nows" as we asociate that with either mental illness or the unpredictability of grave danger, a catastrophy, if you will.
It is no more, no less than we ourselves that insist on a level of predictability and same-same-ness.
But we don't have to hold ourselves back anymore.
Time to blossom and shine!
~Josie~