We live in our chaos, our lives running with all the clocks that surround us.
We rush to get our kids teeth brushed, hair combed and food into their bellies. We run around trying to find time to cook dinners, attend PTA meetings, clean messy bathrooms and empty stinky garbage cans. We snip at our spouse, when their attention has wandered elsewhere, we chide our children for being too loud and making small messes, that seem in moments catastrophic to us. We go to work, stress, feel exhausted, and make it a goal to spend time with family in the off hours. We do all these things for the hope, the desire that we will achieve happiness and have more time, one day.
But, what happens when the clocks all stop? What happens when time has stood still and we look around? What will we see, what will we try to accomplish? What happens when time is a thing of the past?
There will never be ‘more’ time. There will only be time. It’s just up to each of us how we live in our time, will we spend it, like a paycheck or savour it, love it, and use it wisely?
I have been schooled and I have listened.