The endless postponing is over. What is spoken will happen, and it will happen now, not in some far-off day the mind keeps promising itself. The word and its fulfillment fall together, in these days, in this life.
So much of a person's living gets pushed into a later that never arrives. The rebellious mind is the one that keeps saying not yet, waiting for conditions to be perfect. When someone finally meets what is here, the gap between the word and the deed closes. Life stops being delayed. Life gets lived in the present, the only place it was ever going to arrive.