Grappling with Time
I have been battling against time all month. It’s not even time itself, but my perception of it. Wondering if it is possible to experience time as if it were abundant. Questioning whether a cold day in Brooklyn can flow at the pace of a sunny day in Bodrum. Is it all in my head, or is there an objective reality to our experience of time?
Yesterday, I had a coaching session and wanted to focus on my time management. I talked about how I felt trapped in cycles and couldn’t see the start and finish line. Reminiscing my old and more productive selves, I moaned about how I kept eating away time these days. Before I knew it, I was talking about how I felt out of touch with myself. And there it was, the actual face of my time problem.
I now realize that all my desires about time and flow and focus rely on a deep connection with myself. Accepting my needs and putting what is good for me first is the only way to experience the moment, instead of chasing an endless to-do list. I will carry this with me as I start a new week.
And is not time even as love is, undivided and spaceless?
But if in your thought you must measure time into seasons, let each season encircle all the other seasons,
And let today embrace the past with remembrance and the future with longing.
Khalil Gibran - On Time