We live in a fast paced world. That much is certain, but what does it cost to live by the watch. Think about it, we have designed our clocks to be small, to have the ability to be strapped to our body, and to be a fashion statement. Time is our ruler, at least it seems that way. I was recently at a meeting and found myself looking at the watch, not because I had other plans, but simply to know the time. This habit, no, this obsession with time is rooted not only in our culture, but also our own psyche.
We are taught growing up to schedule our time wisely. To create a budget for time, as if it is a commodity which will soon be gone. This is the culture side of things. Whereas an obsession with beauty and youth is a result of time seeping into our psyche. How many songs have been written with the theme, “die young.” Where the vain and the desperate sing their melodic anthems on top of hard beats and perhaps a guitar solo. Now, before we go further, I want to address that this is not a generational theme, but an industrialist theme. Since the rise of the industrial age and beyond, developed nations have increasingly worshiped youth. While this desire for eternal youth can be seen historically as well, i.e. the search for the fountain of youth, but in a world where time is our god or goddess, we take youth to the extreme.
Likewise, the worship of time leads to a need for success at any cost. If we continue using this analogy that time is a god or goddess among men and women, then what is sacrificed to this unkind deity? In any faith with a deity there is always a form of sacrifice or libation. Tithing in many Christian faiths, berries and nuts in many Pagan faiths, as well as tobacco in some Native American traditions of faith. So, time, also requires a sacrifice. I believe it is the most strict of sacrificial criteria, our own essence, our soul, our youth, our ability to love and grow. When it’s “crunch-time” we get stressed and when we get stressed our mental and physical health falters. To satisfy the clock, is to sacrifice your own self.
This leads me to the focus of this blog post. It is not to point fingers at any group, nor to criticize a behavior, but to perhaps warn the public. The ‘F’ word is a diabolical little word that can be perceived as flippant, or unnecessary to our success-driven, youth-hungry society. Yes, my friends, I’m talking about ‘fun’. When is the last time you settled down, put your watch away, and actually lived? Let’s take a moment for ourselves and no longer work for the clock, but live for today.
Just a thought.