Our space is immersed in time. It floods the corridors of our lives, minds, and dreams. No door can hold it back, no wall can keep it out, and no thought can still its movements. Time is fluid: ever flowing, ever changing, ever progressing. It defines our movements. Everything we ever were is marked by it, and everything we ever will be is motivated or distracted by it. Time fills our lives and changes us – even when we fight to keep it away. It forces us to make decisions. It calls us into action. It alters and shapes us for the good and for the bad. As much as we might hate it time is as much a part of our lives as we are.
If this is true then maybe life should be viewed through a different lens. Maybe life should be viewed not based on what we were, or what we will be, but, rather, on what we are becoming.
What would life look like if we recognized change as it were happening? If we made decisions based on who we are, and not on who we think we were, or think we will be? What would happen if we listened? What would happen if we wrote down our present thoughts? If we lived as people who are still learning, growing, and becoming? As people who don’t have it together yet? As explorers in the act of discovery?
I believe that this would change us. It would alter not only who we are, but who we are becoming. It would shape not only how we view the present, but how we remember the past, and look ahead to the future.
We would be, and become, a different people, who would see the passing moment as a treasure not a burden. We would see the beauty before us and strive to make it all the more beautiful.