I wonder if I will ever stop living by the school calendar. It's such an odd thing. I watched the first buses go by today, with the little ones climbing aboard, and I thought "so the new year starts." Then, my thoughts caught up with my knowledge base, and I realized that it is not a "new year" for me - I will be trucking in to work tomorrow same as always. I figured out that it has been 21 years since I helped my oldest walk up those school bus steps for the first time, hiding my tears and holding my fervent good wishes inside and whispering a little prayer that she and her brother have wonderful lives. The bus doors swooshed shut with their unique noises, and little bother said with lots of heart, and a tinge of jealousy - "Whoa! Thats' cool!" My kids are now citizens of the world, honest, hard workers and to their mother they are just the most fascinating adults she's found.
Along the same vein, I saw a movie this weekend with Bryan Brown in it. I had such a crush on him in "The Thorn Birds!" You are going to think that I have completely lost it when you read this next part (and maybe I really have) but I spent the first third of the movie thinking Bryan Brown was the male lead - the young husband. That is until he appeared on screen...playing the grandfather! Don't get me wrong - he still looks good - it's ME I'm shocked about....It has been 33 years since the first episode of The Thorn Birds miniseries.
I love my life, I love my increasingly free time to pursue my interests, I am proud of all that I have accomplished. It's just that every now and then my brain asks how did I get this far? It's all going WAY too fast.
I read a keynote speech that was given in 2012 by Paul Ford on the nature of time. He discussed how time can be framed in so many different ways. Here is an excerpt:
Of course in actual time a minute is just a minute—but is this true? A minute when you’re asleep is nothing. A minute on Twitter is as many as half a million tweets. If it was your job to read them that’s a month or two of full-time work. A minute in the early days of the universe, a few million years after the big bang, is pretty much like any other minute."
He talks about how the invention of the clock was completely irrelevant to the farmers who lived by the sunlight, as it is now to the computer engineers, who work in nanosecond units all day. There are 86 trillion nanoseconds in a day. And we are all trying to figure out how best to use them. Mr Ford says:
"The only unit of time that matters is heartbeats. Even if the world were totally silent, even in a dark room covered in five layers of foam, you’d be able to count your own heartbeats."
Paul Ford is right of course.
How will you spend your nanoseconds today?
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