It’s always about time.
There aren’t enough hours in the day.
I have to work 24/7.
Hurry up!
We’re going to be late!
In the nick of time.
I was so scared a minute seemed like a month!
The clock keeps ticking.
Time is money.
And that last is the rub.
We are chained to the clock, to a schedule, to rushing, to tailgating in traffic, to impatience because: there isn’t enough time. What we really mean is: I need money and I have given my time to the act of making money.
Children dawdle. That rock over there is the most splendiferous thing they’ve ever seen. They want to explore it. That bright red leaf, or splash of blue as a Jaybird wings by: totally arresting. And did you know that watching clouds is like watching a movie?!!!!
That is called awe. And it is sacred.
As a culture, we have made no time for awe in our schedules because we need to be at the next meeting, to be on top of the latest news, to know who is spending more of their time climbing the ladder, to count how many rungs we are behind.
When was the last time you took a few clock ticks to acknowledge the holy in your life? And a few more ticks to breathe a prayer of gratitude for all that is. “Thank you” is a prayer. A mental image (that’s probably a split second) can cover all that you are grateful for as you breath in and out, one time.
When you die, you will not be sorry for the time you took to make some time for the things that are really important. What important things do you have on that busy busy busy todo list in your pocket/on your Google calendar?
Busy is no excuse for missing the life you came here to live. Because, as Lily Tomlin says, if you win the rat race, you’re still a rate. Quit.
It’s about time.
Wylde Women’s Wisdom
What if “I don’t have enough time” is a wall you build around your dreams? Would you be willling to tear it down? Tammy Vitale
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I am sitting, visiting with my Mother (who is 88) and found your site. I am so inspired, and I call myself wyld.womyn.nrrd! Slowing down this Sunday afternoon has really improved my artistic outlook!
It is so true and I am no better at this than anyone else I know. We are always trading one thing for another – our time for money, our money for things, our dreams for the present urgent thing. We miss so much and we become disconnected from ourselves. That disconnection is devasting on so many levels.