I told myself it wasn’t the right time.

Too early. Too late.

Too not ready. Too not aligned.

I wanted the moment to feel perfect.

The right time rarely feels right.

It isn’t about certainty.

It isn’t about comfort.

It isn’t about everything being in place.

The right time is about orientation.

The intentional orientation of moment.

The internal orientation of what’s indicated to do.

Not to how I want.

Not to what I feel.

What’s indicated.

When what theboss indicates feels good,

when it looks sexy,

don’t get used to it.

My experience is that it usually doesn’t.

It doesn’t matter.

What matters is what’s indicated.

That’s redeeming work at the right time.

The right time is when vision, intent, and action

intersect enuf to move.

That’s it.

Enuf alignment enough to act.

To take action.

The right time isn’t when I’m ready.

It’s when I’m faithful.

Faithful to what I want to become

in the space that has been provided.