Time, the Invaluable Commodity.
It’s easy to take things for granted in life, we often neglect the people around us that deserve the most attention, we oversee the resource and undervalue the things that we seem to acquire at ease. There is the beautiful saying “The things you take for granted someone else is praying for.”
Life is like that I guess it’s human nature. We’re mostly oblivious to the value and worth of all the blessings we have around us. We only know when it’s taken away right? That’s when we see what it signifies in your life.
And then there’s the greatest commodity of all \”time\”. Time is an interesting concept, one beyond the human mind. That’s why after all the theories and hypotheses, no one can say what and how it is… yet we are all bound to it and feel it. Even though an intriguing concept we all feel it uniquely and quite differently based on the seasons of our life.
I’ve seen time be a burden to some, to the one who’s lost direction, to the less hopeful to the one in pain. It can feel that time is against you, a burden! The days can seem endless, the nights long and sleepless.
One can also feel that time is the enemy, when the clock ticks faster than you can run. For the ones in lust with life and the deals, swimming in the rush… They feel time can be an invaluable commodity; and yet they run against it, trying to buy the invaluable with the illusion to win against it and make it an enemy.
To quote one of my favorite author, Seneca \”As it is with a play, so it is with life. What matters is not how long the acting lasts, but how good it is.\”
I believe people of our time might be the guiltiest with our use of time, how we have designed hundreds of curriculums to redefine life, the decades of academic preparation in the hopes of a “perfect” life, how we have dragged the biological stages of life, have redesigned the entire concept with the tagline “modern living” …. I just think it’s such injustice to ones time.
Again Seneca said it in 49 AD but it still holds true \”While we wait for life, life passes\”
After all, what is life but the accumulation of the seconds, minutes, hours, and to form decades. In those, we count the moments, and events happenings and we sum up one’s grandiose life. Seems simple right? Life is just a capsule of time. We begin life with the announcement of \”Time of birth\” and end with another announcement of \”Time of death\”… and yet we complicate it. I’ve heard a Mufti once say \”Everything in between is just by the way.\”
I, like many around me, find myself constantly busy. Running from one endeavor to the other and getting constantly lost in the rush.
Is it just us modern people, people of this era collectively decided to turn life into one big Rush Hour? Have we lost so much touch with our nature or do you think it’s the innate human need? I’ll leave that for you to ponder on.
The late motivation speaker Bob Proctor once said We’re all busy setting goals for our life but have you ever asked \”Are the goals worthy of my life?\” That made so much sense I couldn’t have said it any better. We commit our time and life to something. A job, career, family, religion, business, adventure, art, etc. we all have our life’s force invested in certain something.
Some by choice and others because they don’t have options. Even though it seems too obvious, it’s easy to miss that Life = Time.
Most of us live as if we have unlimited time on this earth, we take it for granted that we invest so many hours on planning & goals yet we rarely ask if at the end of the day it’s worth our life, our time, our life force.
It baffles me to think that most of the trees I pass by on the streets will outlast my time on this earth. The seemingly \”lifeless\” trees can outlast my generation. This pales my existence in comparison. And yet reminds me how precious my time is because it’s so limited, so finite.
I don’t mean to say there is a grandiose cause worth one’s life, but that we owe to be conscious of how we wish for it to unfold.
One’s pursuit can be happiness, and the others to serve. But we all have our lane. And it’s easy to take every second of the day for granted. To take for granted another waking hour or have choices for another day.
Call me a hopeless optimist but I’d rather be grateful for another day, try and remind myself that I have a lot. Not to take for granted even when I want to. But what better way is there than be hopeful? If we’re going to be around for a while anyways. LOL
It’s worth creating moments of joy in life, to add some color. At the end of the day, life should be one’s authentic expression. It’s unique, no other person has your map, and no one else knows your trails. Even though it might get dark and gloomy at times, Why not opt to smell the roses on the way!