Trusting Time

I’m in the thick of a lesson in trust. I’m being challenged in my previous way of thinking of trust, in my previous connection to it. I’m learning that there is plenty for me to trust and depend on. There are elements that are universally built in to the experience of life, that I can lean and rely on. One of which is time. 

At some point, I’d adopted the term “divine timing” and whoever coined the phrase, baby, they ate. It is pure perfection and such an accurate description for me when I settle into presence while reflecting. Everything is happening exactly as it should; not necessarily in my preferred time, but right on time. I can always trust that time will usher in what’s meant for me. 

I just celebrated 100 days alcohol free and someone asked me how I deal with the cravings. The answer that came up may seem a bit unrelated to what was asked, but it’s genuinely divine timing. I don’t really have an issue with cravings because I didn’t stop drinking until it was truly time to. That’s the best way that I can describe it, although it isn’t lost upon me that that may sound a little privileged. 

In all my years of drinking, I’ve had the thought so many times, to stop. But I never would have succeeded then because I needed the mindset I have now. The person I am now is built for this, the person I was was not. Divine timing. 

So whether it’s recovering from heartbreak, or becoming more of the person I need to be to make my desires my reality, I’m learning that time ushers in what I’m asking for every time. I understand that what I do in that time counts, so I stay on top of my mental and emotional health. I give myself grace and space to feel. I process and learn to Love myself where I am. 

Then all of a sudden, I look up and see what gift time has brought me.