Time's pressure isn't a burden—it's a hug. Fall into the time that I have—something to welcome as a relief from worry and anxiety. Time is like a year in the meadow: throughout the year, the palette of wildflowers morphs, sometimes dormant in the cold, sometimes bursting with life. It comes to life in waves, filling the view with a changing palette of colors and smells. Time's subtlety is like dawn's light—gradual yet transformative, often unnoticed by the busy or distracted, who miss both the dawn’s gentle arrival and the wildflower's bloom.

Busyness distracts and makes us stumble along, not taking a moment to notice time's new orchestration. Love develops in the arms of time. This is true metaphorically and in real life.

How can we befriend time? Thich Nhat Han was a Buddhist teacher who taught relief from mental anguish by transforming frustrations into allies. His teachings invite mindful reflection on love and impermanence, smiling at time, waving and welcoming it. He saw time as a friend rather than an enemy. We can take Thich Nhat Han's position, and when I meet time on my path, I can stop and smile and say, "Hi, time. There you are. Come to me, and let me hug you."

Can you stand in the meadow and smile at the pressure of time?