Another month in a new decade. It is interesting to realize that as you mature time moves faster. I remember when a week seemed like forever to wait for something. A week was all the time in the world. As a child I could have an epic adventure and be back in time for dinner. My sisters and I used to dress up as nobility and go outside to play. We had beautiful horses, servants, feasts, banquets, brave knights and damsels in distress. Of course dragons were key players in all adventures. Other times we were explorers. Equipped with binoculars, pocket knives and homemade bows we would climb the trees in our yard to try the exotic plumbs growing there. Time travel was a regular event. We could go anywhere and mom did not worry. Dinosaurs were our friends and we knew the Latin names for every one of them.
I measure time in years now. One year to date and get a driving license. Three years to move out and leave for college. Six years to marry. Eight to start a family. Time is a tool as opposed to a game. A bank account rather than a blessing. I race time where before I rode it. Is it possible that in my quest to become more I have lost the value of simply being? Is it any wonder that we are told to become "as little children?" We rush around always trying to do things whether it be for good or ill. Forgetting to enjoy the process of doing and only being concerned about reaching the finish line. I once read a poem written by a teenager diagnosed with cancer. The title was Slow Dance and the last line went something like this:
Don't dance so fast, time is short, do take it slower, hear the music, before the song is over.
I think that time is like a candy bar. You can gobble it up quickly and run the risk of missing a subtle taste or you can savor every flavor that it has to offer.
Remember the past, live in the moment, live for the future.
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