Measuring Time in Heartbeats: What Living Truly Means Now

I've been thinking a lot lately about time. Before all of this, time felt like something I had plenty of. Like a long, open road stretching out ahead, full of plans, things to look forward to, things to get done. Now? It feels… different. It's not about days or weeks on a calendar anymore. It's become much more about moments.

When you live with constant uncertainty, when the sounds outside can change everything in an instant, your perception of time shifts in a profound way. The future feels less like a fixed path and more like a gentle whisper, something you hope for but don’t necessarily rely on. And because of that, the present moment becomes incredibly sharp, incredibly vivid.

It’s like I've learned to measure time in heartbeats. Every single breath, every quiet morning where the sun streams in, every conversation, every cup of tea – they’re not just passing minutes. They’re precious, tangible acts of living. They're victories, really. Just being present, truly present, in this moment, right now.

And what's beautiful about this, truly beautiful, is that it forces you to appreciate the sheer act of existence. The simple, raw fact of being alive. It’s not about achieving something grand or looking a certain way. It’s about the quiet strength in continuing. It’s in the resilience of a flower pushing through cracked pavement, or the persistent hum of life continuing around us despite everything.

This new understanding of time, and of living, feels deeply connected to my femininity. Women, we're often the life-givers, the nurturers, the ones deeply rooted in the cycles of life. And now, more than ever, just the act of continuing, of being here, of trying to find even the smallest pockets of peace and joy in the present, feels like the most profound expression of that life-giving spirit.

It's a heavy lesson, for sure, but it’s also brought a surprising clarity. A raw, honest kind of beauty in just being.

Sending you all moments of presence and peace,

Vladyslava

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