Time is fleeting.
Time is racing.
Time is standing still.
Don’t “waste” time.
Time is such a curious thing. The way we conceptualize it. The value (or lack thereof) it holds for us. How the culture that we live in can shape it. The way it can creep when we are anticipating something…something fun like a vacation or something urgent like the person in front of us finishing in the bathroom. The way that it passes in a blink….it was yesterday that I was holding my first baby, who is as I type this, calling me from University.
Zonkie is an on-time person…I have a more fluid experience of on-time…you may call it “time blindness”. What this means is he is NEVER late no matter what, and I am USUALLY late, even with my best efforts. Our relationship with time may be different but in our relationship with each other we had to find a way to get ourselves onto the same time signature. So I have, over time, adjusted to be more aware of the importance of being “on time” and he has learned that it is ok sometimes to NOT walk through the door 10 minutes before we are expected. It has been a challenging and rewarding experience for us both.
As we are launching CM I am curious about the way time will flow through this process. It seems like the first part flew by and then there was A LOT of patience, waiting, breathing, wondering, adding songs to my spotify playlist and dragging time. Then a few meetings and some amazing people getting excited and BAM it is back to flying again!
I am curious…. What is your relationship with time? Where can you find grace or structure in your management of time? While time zips by can you find the moments to dance, breathe,wonder? What are you spending your precious time on? I appreciate you using your time to ponder this with me here. So many more questions, but I have to fly…so as to not be late. No matter what you do today…make time for YOU and space for joy! XO Lulu
I love this question: personally it’s a love/hate. I’m of the mindset to fill up every minute of the day from the second my feet hit the floor until collapsing into bed at night, preferably via some kind of ridiculously long “list of things to do”. Working on taking the time to sit, breathe, just be and enjoy those moments guilt free. I’ll keep you posted on my progress!
I definitely fight with being on time. My clear impatience for waiting is more of an internal fight. I guess as I see 60 approaching this summer, I want to fill all my time with purposeful bliss. As anyone who knows me, standing still has never been my friend.
Time…..hmmm…..is there ever enough? There never seems to be enough time for the things I love, but it definitely drags when I’m doing something unenjoyable , like paying bills or grocery shopping. Shortly before retiring I learned that at every moment I am right where I am supposed to be. I have to remind myself of that each time I am rushing to get to an appointment and find myself behind a slow driver. Or as my friend calls them “traffic angels”.
I need to learn to cherish the time I spend on things I love more. Maybe then that time won’t go as quickly.
I find my self “frittering” (is that even a word) time away. Sometimes on social media, sometimes just sitting watching the birds. The list of to do’s has gotten quieter after some practice but at first I would scold myself “ “you don’t have time to xyz but here you sit”. Sometimes I label it “being lazy” but mostly I’m reframing to “i made a choice to sit and watch the birds this AM” instead of “i don’t have time to have a walk”. At least it’s a start to the truth within!
This speaks volumes to me. If we don’t watch the birds, then who gets to?
I personally need to stop thinking I have to finish everything all the time. There is so much more outside my personal worries, and I need to embrace that.