When Time Makes You Its Slave
Time goes by, so they say. On the contrary, I say that time stays, we leave. But that’s another philosophical discussion that I am not wont to doin the here and now especially with the Howard Miller Grandfather Clock chiming out the time that says it’s time to do my favorite actity - gorge.
What I wish to discuss is the idea of time turning us into its slaves. Yes, often we are the slaves of time - running late for an appointment, worrying about age advancing on our bodies and worrying about the unknowable future, to name a few.
Well, fortunately for me, I have adapted ways that will make me a free woman, free of that Howard Miller Wall Clock that mocks the results of my procrastinations.
Do Things Now
Whoa! Stop right there with your raised eyebrows. When you do things as intended, particularly the unsavory chores, you are free to do as you desire after it.
Now, when you procrastinate on things till the last hour, or in my case, till the last second, you tend to feel pressured by time and, hence, unjustifiably stressed out. Where is the freedom of soul in that? Better to do away with the burdensome chore than worry about running out of time later, that’s all that I’m saying.
Do Things for Yourself
We have too little human time on the planet that it seems like a waste of existence not to do some pampering for ourselves once in a while. At the very least, I don’t have toworry about running late for something because I, after all, am the master of my me, mine, myself time! I can do darn well as I want with it.
You will discover that once you have made time pleasurable, you are not its unwilling slave anymore. In fact, you will look forward to the next time of self-pampering! And yes, I absolutely turn off the alarm in the Howard Miller Mantel Clock when it’s my “alone time” during lazy weekends.
Truly, when you make time your ally instead of your enemy, you findthat there are many things that you can do with it. You can make time-measured objectives without feeling the heat of time passing you by. You can make plans for family gatherings and just enjoy the time, no worries about diseases and deaths to mar it. You can dedicate time for yourself and know that even when time passes you by and you get lines on your face, you enjoyed whatever mortal time was provided to you by the universe.
Or is it God? No time for that kind of discussion either.
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