“Before time was money, it was a rhythm, not a rule.
A pulse of breath.
A shadow crossing stone.
A tide that rises only when the Moon says it's time.
We were never meant to monetize every minute.
We were meant to live them— to feel them in the body, to honor their rhythm, to rest
when the light wanes or pauses.
Time bends for the ones who remember how to rest” ~ Heather Marie Morse