TIMESCALE

Timescale

What is time, really? Is it the ticking of a clock—or something much deeper? Something we sense in the changing light, in the breath between moments, in the way a child grows or a leaf turns?

Time, as we know it, is a measure. But of what? Change? Movement? Memory?

The more we try to define it, the more it slips away. A million seconds is 11 days. A billion? Nearly 32 years. And yet, we barely pause to question what we’re counting. Why are we counting?.

Most animals live by instinct—light, hunger, sleep. But humans? We live by calendars, reminders, alarms. We are time-conscious creatures, perhaps to a fault.

In ancient India, time wasn’t just a number. It had texture, rhythm, and purpose. A single day could be divided into muhurtas, each with its own quality. Festivals, rituals, and decisions aligned with cosmic cycles—not clocks.

Time wasn’t linear. It was cyclical—like the seasons, like breath. The Kalachakra, or Wheel of Time, saw existence as repeating phases, not a straight line from birth to death. This wasn’t abstraction—it was alignment. With nature. With self.

Even science now agrees: time stretches, warps. A year on Jupiter is not a year on Earth. So why do we cling to a single, fixed idea of it?

Maybe we don’t need to stop measuring time—but we do need to start experiencing it. Not just through numbers, but through awareness. Through the sun’s arc, the moon’s pull, the body’s signals.

Because perhaps time isn’t passing us by.

Perhaps it’s inviting us to pay attention.