By Gonny 
“Can you imagine what it means to have no cares, no worries, no anxieties…?”
(ACIM T-15.I.1:1)
Time is funny stuff.
Pour it in one mug and it’s a soothing chamomile that settles the mind.
Spill it in another and ….boom!…it’s a triple espresso for the ego, shaking us awake at three a.m. to remind us of every overdue bill since 1997.
A Course in Miracles calls these two brews the Holy Spirit’s timetable and the ego’s timetable. Same minutes, totally different flavor. Let’s sip them side by side.
The Holy Spirit’s Calendar…Eternal Chill :
Purpose: Teach perfect calm, then fire Himself because you don’t need a teacher anymore.
Tools: The Holy Instant, gentle nudges, “Now means NOW.”
Outcome: Life with no past drag or future worry…just sparkling Presence.
Think of the Holy Spirit as the world’s friendliest lifecoach who keeps whispering,
“Relax, you’re already home. Take a breath; I’ll hold the stopwatch.”
He uses time the way a skilled baker uses an oven: just long enough for the loaf to rise..no minute wasted, nothing overbaked.
The Ego’s Calendar: Doom Scroll Deluxe:
Purpose: Prove you’re guilty, insist you’ll fry for it, and, awkwardly, drag itself along for the ride.
Tools: Regret, anxiety, glitter coated “someday,” and binge replays of past failures.
Outcome: A perpetual commute between nostalgia (“better days”) and dread (“hell is coming!”).
The ego treats time like a horror movie trailer:
“Coming soon to a reality near you…eternal punishment! But first, relive last week’s embarrassment on loop.”
It promises Heaven yet markets hell, then sells you popcorn for the panic attack.
The Holy Instant…Time’s Off Switch:
ACIM says one Holy Instant, one pure, judge free blink, undoes the whole ego timeline.
How long is an instant? About as long as it takes to:
1 Notice you just tensed up.
2 Say (silently counts too), “I choose peace instead of this.”
3 Exhale.
Voilà: guilt evaporates, the past can’t reach you, and the future is just fresh play dough. That’s it. Your mind rebooted before the kettle boiled.
Sharing is how it sticks:
Surprise twist: you can’t keep a Holy Instant for yourself.
Offer it to anyone…the slow cashier, the loud neighbor, yesterday’s ex, by refusing to attack, and you both timetravel to freedom together. Think cosmic buy one get one.
Miracles, says the Course, are simply these “instants of release” we trade like spiritual high fives. The more you hand out, the richer you feel. (Divine economy is wild.)
Whenever you catch your brain planning doom or replaying drama:
Pause (one breath).
Say: “This instant is all the time there is.”
Imagine the clock face melting like a Salvador Dalí painting.
Smile, because in that melting, only love remains.
Do it in the supermarket queue, in traffic, mid-Zoom, any second you donate becomes holy ground.
Left to the Holy Spirit, time is a gentle escalator lifting you toward the memory of Eternity.
Given to the ego, it’s a treadmill to nowhere, set on maximum incline, haunted by canned laughter.
So here is the choice each moment hands you:
Ego reminder (button 1) : guilt, fear, ‘Groundhog day’ reruns
Holy Instant (button 2) : peace, innocent, cosmic reset
Pick wisely; they cost the same.
There never was a millisecond when you weren’t perfectly innocent. That’s why a single instant, offered up and shared, can hand back the whole of Heaven. No layovers, no lost luggage.
So next time your watch ticks, hear it whisper:
Be here. Be clear. Bring everyone with you.
And if your ego grumbles, tell it the Holy Spirit runs the only timeless loyalty program in town unlimited upgrades, zero blackout dates.
See you in the Now.
With love and light,
G.