We all agree that life is made up of a succession of moments; or at least, that's how I see it. Someone clever, who used to be in my life quite a long time ago, used to say: "A moment is over once you've thought about it."
To be perfectly honest, I've never really allowed myself to think about that phrase too much. I guess I'm scared that my brain might cease up from trying to over-think and over-analyze it. Like trying to divide by zero; we all know that the universe will implode, and for the sake of the greater good I figured I better not risk it! So, I'm sorry to disappoint, but you're going to have to figure that one out for yourself.
Because here's the thing: if the moment is over once it has crossed your mind, doesn't that mean that life is made up of a lot of lost and fleeting moments? Which kind of makes me wonder if life's moments are supposed to be slippery, lost and mostly gone. A little negative, don't you think? I mean, it makes me feel like I have absolutely no control over my moments, which I highly doubt to be true.
Now, before you label me a control-freak, understand one thing: I absolutely, without a doubt am one. Just like everyone else on this planet. We all wish to be in control of certain - if not all - aspects of our lives. But this is actually not the point I'm driving towards.
Quite some time ago I read a very interesting article written by very clever individuals in which they speculate what it would be like if we were able to live forever, or at the very least, a few hundred years. We've all toyed with the idea of having more time at our disposal. Let's think about Vampires (bear with me) and their ability to live for hundreds, sometimes thousands, of years. They are able to learn to play every instrument imaginable, obtain every degree they wish, speak all the languages of the world, should that be their desire. All because they have so much time on their hands.
But in the article mentioned above, the very clever individuals come to the conclusion that it wouldn't be so much fun to live hundreds of years. Why? Because our perception of time changes. Think about it; when you were 8 years old your days stretched before you in endless moments of fun, sun, games and ice-cream. The older you get, the less time you think you have. Your days feel shorter, the years fly by and before you know it you haven't even found the time to make arrangements for your retirement. The longer you live, the quicker time flies by; so, if you live to be 200 or even 300 years old, time would be a fleeting and unobtainable blur.
What is my point, then? Maybe it's a good thing that we only get to live, on average, 70 to 80 years. It's difficult knowing that you won't live forever, because it's scary. And losing someone is such a stark reminder that life is fleeting in the grand scheme of things. But don't let that overwhelm you. I believe we appreciate life more when we know we don't have too much of it. And I also believe it is possible to slow down time. Yes, yes I do!
Make the decision to not let your time be stolen by things, people or moments that force you to rush. We all know what these are in our lives; it's different for everyone. I've said it before and I'll say it again: Slow down. Walk slower. Pause somewhere. Open your eyes. See things clearly.
Walk. Slower.