avatarDivyata Dewan

Summary

The article reflects on the concept of time, challenging the conventional view of time as a measurable quantity and suggesting that life and experiences exist only in the present moment.

Abstract

The author of the article contemplates the nature of time, questioning society's fixation on measuring life in time units. Through personal anecdotes and philosophical musings, the author argues that time is an illusion and that self-worth should not be determined by how time is spent. The narrative emphasizes the importance of living in the now and suggests that time is not a controller of life but rather a space within which life unfolds. The article encourages readers to release themselves from the constraints of time and to embrace the present moment fully.

Opinions

  • The author believes that time is not just a measurable commodity but also a construct that can be an illusion, affecting our perception of reality and self-worth.
  • The article suggests that society's emphasis on time as a measure of achievement is misguided, as evidenced by the author's personal experiences with expectations regarding graduation and career choices.
  • The author posits that time does not have the power to heal or control life's events, challenging the idea that time is a decisive factor in the quality of life experiences.
  • The article conveys a strong opinion that the present moment is all that truly exists, and that the past and future are constructs that distract from the reality of the now.
  • There is a sentiment that time should not be used to judge oneself or others, as it is a personal experience that varies greatly from one individual to another.
  • The author expresses a desire for a world where time is not a source of stress or a race to be won but a space that allows for existence and experience without judgment.

What’s in the Now?

All that you experience is in the now

Surfing in Hawaii, Photograph captured by Author

Early on when everyone around me treated time as a measurable quantity. A quantity to measure.

To measure me. Themselves. The worth of an individual is estimated by TIME.

I have heard my folks talk to people like, “You know, Div, she did not waste any time during her graduation. By the grace of God, she cleared her exams and got graduated in just four years, just like her fellow peers.”

Another day I overheard my mother talk to her friend,” Ohh, div, she wasted a lot of time after college not doing what I expected from her. She did all sorts of jobs, but nothing was at par with an IT job. She wasted her time.”

Photo by Emanuel Ekström on Unsplash

Sometimes I wonder. The total time I have is only a quantifiable, measurable commodity? Here go predictions about my self-worth by myself looking at the time machine. I have also encountered situations like, “Hey, what’s the time like for you? I am sorry the time is bad for you.”

Have you ever felt like time is running? Have you ever felt like you are chasing time?

It’s time to run, to write, to express, and also there is a time for everything, time for happiness, time for sadness.

Food for thought: The duration of life is just a mere wristwatch.

The time also ends like how the battery in a watch exhausts. The time has come to an end. What is it like with time? Does that everything revolve around it? I wish I were time.

If I were time, then I would have never measured myself. I would have only created space and more space around my existence to carry others like myself. I would have been traveling inside the mind of others to make them realize I ”time” do not exist. That “I am” is only an illusion. An illusion of reality. A realistic illusion.

I am not sure what time itself, the hands of a clock feel about themselves. Am I the most powerful if the entire world is right after me? Do I control all life and their doings? Am I here to support or challenge? Can I “time” help someone release themselves from the pain they carry in themselves? Can I ‘time” fast forward and put someone in their future to help them feel good about themselves? Can I “time” change the present for someone like me to help transform their reality just for today?

Why does time decide whether it was for good or bad? How does time heal a negative situation or feelings? Is it time itself or the creative forces of nature?

Last year I was in the kitchen, working. I was holding a sharp knife in my mind, and as a result, I sliced my thumbnail into two halves. I saw blood dripping like water from a tap. I was not in excessive pain. Standing there, only one thought that I could think was, what if time started to tick backward? What was this one act that I could have acted on, thought of first that could have saved me from what I would experience in the next moment? I was blank. With no answer in my mind, I heard my family members yelling around me; she — has no time left, rush her to the hospital. The time is running.

In my mind, I was still living in the past, whereas everyone else was running towards the future in the present. But, unfortunately, even to this day, everyone is still blaming time in words or thoughts.

For me, it just was in the now. I, at times, sit and do not think or do not watch the time ticking. I only am in the present. Only here I am. There is nowhere to be. All that I was until this moment was a moment itself. I do not remind myself about time or space. All that I have to do to take a full breath right now. It is in the now that I breathe or I ever will. My heart is beating right now and just in the now. Even when I sliced my thumb, it was like it had just happened. It was all that I could ever experience in the then.

For you, whatever has long gone is gone. To cry or to be happy is your choice. But, wherever you are reading this right now will realize that “right now is all I have.”

Stay here, not in time. All that you are — the effect of the causes you committed. The last chance to make a cause in your life is right now. Think now, be in the now.

Thank you for reading.

Time
Transformation
Power Of Now
Awareness
Philosophy
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