It's already Autumn. Just a few minutes ago, it seems, the new year began. This happens every year. Time vanishes.
This year I turned 65 and can easily remember when I turned 21. Where did all that time go? How is it possible that was 44 years ago? Time is fleeting.
We each have a certain amount of time allotted to us in this world. None know how many years he or she has, and even those years flit by.
Because of this truth about time, paraphrasing Swami Veda Bharati—it's important to do our yoga practice, our meditation practice now, while we still have strength and clarity of mind, and not put that practice off into the future when we imagine we'll have more time. We'll never have more time and what time we have will be evanescent.
Do daily practice. Put it in the bank. So, when the time comes that we are taking our last breaths, which will sooner than we wish, we will have made progress toward enlightenment—progress that is the one thing we can take with us when we cross the river to the great mystery.