I am as guilty as the next. I fill my to-do list in the morning, and even as I am dashing to complete it, my mind is strategically planning tomorrow’s. We live in a fast paced society and as we scurry about in the scuttle-buttle life we have created, filling our children’s precious minutes with lessons and homework and meetings — passing our spouses like marathon runners handing over groceries, mail and errands with little more than a smile as we hustle to the next commitment — what have we accomplished that will make this very day impressionable?
Reading top selling time management books like ”No B.S. Time Management for Entrepreneurs: The Ultimate No Holds Barred Kick Butt Take No Prisoners Guide to Time Productivity and Sanity” (Kick Butt?) and “75 Productivity Apps and Tips To Get Things Done: Overcome Procrastination, Improve Time Management Skills, and Learn How to Be More Productive” (really, time management apps?) and “Time Warrior” (time is not the enemy) may improve time organizational skills, but if you are only going to use that time to run faster, then what have you gained?
I am sure you all remember what you had for breakfast, but did you savor the taste and the scent? Did you relish the beauty of the color of the fruit and savor the smell of your morning coffee? We are equipped with many senses, and those special sensations leave the impressions that prompt memories in days ahead.
As you walked out the door on the way to work, you may have noticed if the day was sunny or overcast, but can you remember what the clouds looked like? Were they wispy, billowy or was the sky clear and blue? Noticing these small details in our lives prompt clarity, and with clarity we are able to let splendid ideas surface. Ideas and thoughts are restrained and muted by the action of trying too hard and running too fast.
How many times did your child say “Daddy” or “Mommy” before you paused from your labors and responded? Did you answer sharply as you breezed past, or did you make eye contact and delight in the beauty of that young face and flourishing curiosity? When that sticky little hand reached for yours, did you slow down your stride so their little legs could keep up? Or did you swoop them up so that the race you are running with time continues and carries them away as well? What are we teaching our children about the quality of life? What will we remember in our old age when the only thing with any significance is the memories that we have tenderly stored away?
Without down playing the importance of time management and living a busy and substantial life, I still understand that if we fill our days with so much…without stopping to feel the satisfaction of the results, then we have accomplished nothing.Living my life with moderation and balance has much to offer. Passionately, I collect and stow away a cache of memories that will offer comfort on a cold hard day.
Trying to feel and appreciate the grandeur of this world, I often fail — even with this calculated intent. I feel the minutes slip-slipping away. I stop, breathe and ponder. But then the phone rings and my focus is broken and the race continues. The instinct to run is stronger than the urge to linger. Only a disciplined heart will resist the competition with time and gather something simple and gentle into a profound moment of peace.
How do we make these treasured moments last longer? What strategy do you use to gather the moments into memories, sealing them away like a squirrel with nuts to nourish our souls at our time of need? Please share your thoughts and ideas on “Savoring the Moments” with my readers in the comments area below and perhaps, while in this mode of thought, a distinctive memory will surface and bring a smile and a feeling of peace into your heart.