One of the biggest excuses we use for not doing what we love is that we have no time. But we can change our relationship with time.
Reflect on how you use time to measure experiences. When do you have time on your hands or run out of it or lose it? The choice is yours to take the time you need to do what you feel is important.
This poem, Endless Time, by Tagore describes timelessness beautifully.
Time is endless in thy hands, my lord.
There is none to count thy minutes.
Days and nights pass and ages bloom and fade like flowers.
Thou knowest how to wait.
Thy centuries follow each other perfecting a small wild flower.
We have no time to lose,
and having no time we must scramble for a chance.
We are too poor to be late.
And thus it is that time goes by
while I give it to every querulous man who claims it,
and thine altar is empty of all offerings to the last.
At the end of the day I hasten in fear lest thy gate be shut;
but I find that yet there is time.