"Lying in my bed, I hear the clock tick and think of you
Caught up in circlesConfusion is nothing newFlashback, warm nightsAlmost left behindSuitcase of memoriesTime after"These are the opening lyrics of a song by Cindy Lauper. It is one of my personal Top 40. It makes me think of time. Time is so precious. How quickly it goes. It is like it disappears. Do I truly value it? I ask as I waste so much of it.
Then during the week, I was introduced to Frida Kahlo, a Mexican artist of last century. In her 47 years, she obviously suffered much, but achieved much more. No matter what befell her, she used life to be herself. She lived life to the full, living it with such passion and creativity.
Too often, we approach life with disdain, by putting ourselves and our meagre interests at the centre. So we are prevented from seeing the great treasures of the world and the precious time we have to savour them. Do we appreciate the mammoth scale of time, within which we enjoy but a nano second?
It strikes me that we can approach time in two ways. We can look back and think - Wow! We live in 2026, so far down the line in history. Or we can look ahead and think - How much more of history is to come? Can I fathom it?
The former serves to make us feel self-assured, superior, being overcome by all that is. The latter opens our eyes in awe and wonder, enlivening us for so much more to come. The former enslaves us, getting us stuck in a rut. The latter liberates us, freeing us for new ways. Time after time after time ............
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