I sometimes wonder why we spend most of our time running like mad. Are we really so busy as we seem? Are we fighting, living, surviving, or simply wasting the time we have with unimportant things? Or… are we so used to run, run, run that we no longer can do things differently?
“I have no time”, seems to be the perfect, suitable excuse for a wide range of situations these days.
But… What happens, late at night, when we meet ourselves and our pillow and are so damn tired that we can’t sleep? What happens then?
For quite some time I have been living as far as possible against the watch movement. And it is great fun. I have started to do it at weekends, trying to do everything I love the most, at any time. Even meals have now no specific timing.
This “time absence” has evolved to a higher and most developed level and I can now switch on and off whenever I wish to. I’ve noticed I’ve been learning to enjoy life the most, seeing it with other eyes, panting it with more beautiful colours.
I feel more relaxed and more attentive to what surrounds me. Sometimes I can be both absent and present, as well. And my mind travels a lot!!!
Surprisingly I’ve become a more open-minded and an even more communicative person. In a word, I can surely say I feel happier.
Time is somehow what we make out of it. It’s such a relative concept… Five minutes can last forever and a day can be two seconds…
Within time what really matters is how and what we feel. And it’s worth living 42 years till we meet, even if virtually, such a precious soul like some I’ve met here. Like yours, Ion Vincent Danu. Read the rest of this entry »