It is somewhat ironic that I of all people write about time. Pretty much all my life I have been persecuted by time, or the lack thereof. I rarely have nightmares, but if I do, it is always the same recuring theme: I study for an exam and there is not enough time to prepare for it and the clock is ticking. Given this backdrop, you can imagine how attracted I am to the often quoted insight that spirituality can supposedly transcend time. For me Taosim is all about timing: when you are in the zone, you may as well throw your watch into the trash, because the timing of all your activities is just perfect. The link below also shares a story from Vivekanand, which makes the point that when it comes to God our notion of time and our logic just doesn't apply.
Reflections