Time change The clocks have been turned ahead but I haven’t caught up – my body’s not sure when day begins; I wake before dawn and can’t recall if I’m early or late. Some clocks got changed, some didn’t. This one on my shelf still tells me the real time – as real as time can be; aren’t all clocks an illusion, made to say to the sun that we’re the ones in charge? I know someone whose watch is always wrong, and yet he can tell what time it is. I’d like to have that knowledge. I’d like to never be confused by worldly signs and symbols, always aligning my personal timepiece with the big one in the sky.
Lory Widmer Hess is an American currently living with her family in Switzerland. She works with adults with developmental disabilities and is in training as spiritual director. Her writing has been published in Parabola, Red Letter Christians, Kosmos Quarterly, Ruminate: The Waking, Christian Community Perspectives, and other print and online publications. She blogs at enterenchanted.com.
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