Counting time

Time is such an interesting concept. Certain situations make a minute fly by, while other circumstances make a minute feel like an eternity. Regardless the situation a minute is always 60 seconds, but that 60 seconds can feel so different depending on the situation. The clock keeps ticking, the days keep passing, and the sun continues to rise and fall.
 
This odd sensation of time also occurs during bad times and good times. Bad times seem to last forever, while the good seems to leave far too quickly. It is much easier to hold my breath and desperately plead for the bad times to pass quickly, or hold my breath and eagerly hope that the good times stay for as long as possible. It is much more challenging to hold each experience openly rather than clutching onto the good or trying to throw away the bad.
 
But it is the clutching that can spoil the good times and the throwing that can elongate the bad. It is challenging to adopt a posture of openness – allowing the good and bad times to come and go as they do, rather than trying to control how long the good times stay and how quickly the bad times leave.
 
What would it be like for you to breathe similarly into both the good and bad times, and take things as they come?