I’m being robbed — of TIme. It’s slipping away in the night, never to be seen again. Sometimes I stay awake, pondering how I can prevent its escape.
Newton’s first law says “every object in a state of uniform motion tends to remain in that state of motion unless an external force is applied to it.” Yes, I know Time is not an object and yes, I know I’m twisting the laws of physics. But I believe Time should stay constant — forever — not speed up as I get older. The relationship between Age and Time is apparently one I don’t understand. I certainly never ran across explanations of this phenomenon in science textbooks.
As we age, our energy decreases, we move with less speed, ordinary tasks take longer, and we’re slower to recover from travel and illness and good times. To be consistent with the natural conditions of aging, Time should slow down to accommodate us. But no, it speeds up instead, going faster with each passing year. It’s absolutely not fair. It’s certainly not how I would design my corner of the universe. But alas, I’m powerless to change its pace.
I keep finding gaping holes in my knowledge and experience. Some deficiencies have been there a long time, some I’m just now seeing, some never seemed important until now.
The more I write, the more I need to learn about writing, The more piano lessons I have, the more I need to learn about music theory. The more Beethoven I play, the more I want to know how he created such music. I see photos of colorful French macarons and I need a day or two to create them myself. The more contemporary writers I read, the more I realize I haven’t read the dead writers of great literature.
I like living on the edge of new learnings and experiences, but I need Time to slow down. I need more years for all the learnings I seek. It’s not that I was a slacker in my earlier years, but every day I find new knowledge gaps. I’m running as fast as I can yet I gain no ground on the deficiencies. Even my best time management strategies and efficiency methods are not enough to make a difference. The next three decades won’t be enough for all I want to learn.
So, what’s a person to do?
- Choose intentionally what to pursue, knowing there will always be way more than you can accomplish
- Live the moment, so as not to miss birds at the feeder, the first nip of fall, or words with a friend
- Relax into your life. Breathe. Savor this Time. Now.
Until next Tuesday…