Time

As we count down to the New Year...I felt the need to speak on time. You all know what I'm going to say...so, I"ll make this absolutely short and sweet. 

I feel like sometimes us humans walk around impervious to the hourglass. We believe that we have all the time in the world. To squander away concerning, goals...love...places we want to go. We always say, "tomorrow..." and "next time..." thinking that by saying those words we automatically summon time to be on our side...waiting for us to make decisions...complete business...garner success.  Believing somehow that if we give all the reasons why NOW isn't possible...that later will be an option.

I've waited so many years to take the bull by the horns concerning my writing. I've "wasted" time being afraid. Afraid of change, SUCCEEDING (go figure) and of course...failing. I know some would wonder...why be afraid to succeed? Well with success of anything, comes the fear of it not working out and it being taken away. With success comes the responsibility of MAINTAINING that success...and that equals work. Success brings hatemongers, users and beggars...and it brings out the phonies, too. It can also adversely affect the succeeder in feeling obligated to take care of others and not being free to truly appreciate what their success brings. So, we (I) bided time...hoping that one day it would be okay to take a step forward. Waiting for the "perfect time". What IS the perfect time? Does that even exist?

I've come to realize that those that are waiting for the "perfect time" and are trying to adhere to or construct plans for their life...can sometimes use those standards as blockades and crutches. Not wanting to make a decision that may leave them in a place of loss. Risking too much...and finding out how quickly plans go awry and ending up empty-handed. So folks hold onto morsels...dotting them with the tips of their fingers...tasting, but not quite savoring.  Eating, but not quite swallowing and digesting. Can you imagine if you ate constantly in the smallest portions and was never fully satisfied...remaining hungry...What agony that would be?

It is a tried and true cliche..."Time waits for no man".  ~Carpe diem~ "Seize the day"....grab hold of the moment in front of you as if it's the fullest plate. I've been procrastinating for a long while...and I see now that I've drawn into my life those who procrastinate as well. I've seen people make excuses for not going for what they say they want and for not allowing themselves to be happier than they are...out of fear. Fear of failure. Fear of losing it once gained. Fear of judgment. Fear of losing self. Fear of missing out on something. Fear of stepping out of the gate too long...only for it to be closed behind them...so that if they realized they've made a mistake...they couldn't return to that comfort zone.

Time is precious in that it's the one thing in that is an anomaly of theory. It is the most infinite...and yet definite. Something which has no end, yet is limited to moments. It is the one thing we want to capture in a bottle...yet are oblivious to cherish. So, take the time, to make time... 

I don't think that was short and sweet yall...but, hey...I had the time. ;)