A Rant About Time

I can take 14  breaths in one minute. That’s 840 in one hour. And 20,160 in one day. I suppose we think about life too much only through the concept of time. We think we have 60 seconds in each minute. 3,600 seconds in one hour. 86,400 seconds in one day. What if it wasn’t about time? But about the amount of life that is in each moment? 14 breaths is the equivalent to 60 seconds. Which gives us a less than half of a ratio of life within each minute than we think we actually have. We think we have 100% of that time, however if thought of in breaths, we truly only have 8.4% of life in that moment. We think that life is dictated by how much time we have, how much time we invest, or save. But what if none of that matters? What if time is just a distraction? Perhaps we can start asking whether or not we are present in that moment, breathing into whatever it is that we are doing. If we’re careful enough to pour ourselves into that which we touch, and see, feel, etc. Are we really alive? Or are we just hoarding time? People have a hard time being present in the moment because they become too concerned with what is coming ahead, or what haunts them from the past. I’m thinking the secret hack to this life is to forget about time. To only see life in front of you. Beyond the 14 breaths you’re about to take in the next minute, what is the current breath telling you? Listen to the rhythm of what the moment is playing for you. All I have is this, this breath, in this moment, with these thoughts. I am alive, I breath, I think, I feel. Nothing else truly matters. This experience of breathing is the start of the unlocking, if we forget this fragility we might miss the entire point of it all. Fleeting and delicate life. Forget time and space, we are beyond that. The universe inside of us isn’t even a tangible one, it isn’t one that time or space can touch. We don’t even know how to touch it.