WE HAVE TIME

Everything takes time. At least that’s what I’ve heard ever since I can remember. But “takes” it from what? Is there some kind of time bank we deposit into and withdraw when needed? If so, then it explains why we hoard time as if it were precious. We fear once we deplete our account it will be gone.

We rush through our days obsessively seeking to save a minute here or free up a few minutes there. Then after scrupulously snatching these luxurious minutes from the incessant nibbling of time vermin, instead of savoring them in purposeful ways, quite often we waste the time we so feverishly fought to gain. We mindlessly sit entranced in front of the boob tube or fritter time away pecking out meaningless blather on social media sites.

We cling tightly to our vacation days throughout the year in hopes of doling them out only for exciting experiences. We forego long weekend excursions enjoying local pleasures for plans of spending a week in distant lands seeking exotic adventures. But when we never follow through on making arrangements, instead we have a glut of unused days at the end of the year we either lose outright or “burn up” doing trivial tasks. Is that the glorious reward we sacrificed all year saving up for?

It is true we live and then we die. Our lives as we know them are finite and take place over the counting of time. But time is just that, a counting. It’s a unit of measure. A measurement system helps describe phenomena, but it is not the phenomena itself. Time is not our lives.

We compose the symphony of our lives through events. There is space between events and for lack of a better description we call it “time.” But, time as an entity does not exist. It’s only a tool we use to order the events of our lives in a cogent way. Time helps us place the events of our lives into a perspective we can interpret and understand. Events are precious, not time.

Events occur independently of time. Some are exciting and most are mundane, but the series of events we manifest defines the meaning in our lives. Once an event occurs, we cannot go back in time to relive or modify it. But, we have the power to create new events. Our imaginations conceive thoughts which give birth to ideas. Once ideas are born, our bodies possess the capability to refine and transform them into reality.

We can easily reignite the flame of joy past events lit. With persistence we have the ability to kindle that flame into a roaring bonfire warming our entire being. Even more important, we can call upon our past experiences to craft events offsetting the previous disharmony we encountered. We can’t negate them or remove the pain, but we can offer love to soothe the hurt we inflicted or received from others. New events can nurture the bonds of harmony we all crave. We have time.

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