[Türkçe metin için yorum bölümüne bkz.]
Love has to be an active practice. No matter how small or large, visible or invisible the action, its nature is to be practical, its nature is to manifest.
I love the mountain means I do something for it, I give it some of my time. Time is love in action. It is not money. It is caring, love, art, consideration.
How did a whole society ever come to the conclusion (and regard as an axiom) that time is money?
Giving time we give attention, care, dedication…
Enjoying the time that others give to us we receive love, energy, communion…
I love my family means I give them time. Covering their daily needs by cooking meals, providing education, ensuring health, being tender, takes time. Covering their emotional needs by listening, talking, exchanging feelings, playing also takes time. I love music means I spend time listening, playing, singing. Children at school spend more time studying the subjects they like. We tend to spend more time with people we love and we avoid spending time with people we dislike.
Our time has a beginning and an end. It is finite, it is countable.
Urban dwellers in western culture, in their arrogance and greed try to “do everything”, to cram everything into their limited time, and this results in constant stress, a constant gasping for more time (“I wish there were more than 24 hours to each day!”) which is staple of life in the big city.
We measure time by counting the rotations of the earth and the moon, and we choose where to spend it, for whom, and how. Our choices are our love in action.