From just this spot, it is easy for me to pay attention to the flow, focus and be in the moment...the NOW!
Whether it's my Lola or the views out my many windows on the Lot; I realized this morning that I am living my life in "real time!"
The first time I heard that term "real time," it meant that bosses and colleagues wanted whatever you were working on immediately.
From letters, to faxes, to emails, to scans, etc...our lives sped up tremendously. You could never really let down and wait for a reply. Just go, go go, and move, move, move; with all those very high expectations from those on high.
It resulted in more stress on those of us "below!"
Or, at least more stress on those of us who remembered earlier days! Oh, you adjusted to those real time expectations, but at a cost.
My journey to here has taught me to live in the NOW.
I would say that my journey began in '98 from Wendy's place in Tour de Faure. The 2002 purchase of this place and the gifting of the book: The Power of NOW by Eckhardt Tollle from my friend Pauline at Christmas of 2003; added strength and focus to my journey.
Ten years before the aforementioned gift, my friend Ron Mancoske gifted me with the Robert Grudin book: Time and the Art of Living for my 40th birthday as I was heading into major surgery and a month off of work the following week.
Both of these books had a major impact on my life and how I saw the world.
Both went the way of the 2017 fire, but they are an amazing tool for dealing with the craziness of the concept and definition of time during this pandemic.
This may be a huger discussion for another time (ha-ha), but my frustration with the "real time" of old rose to the surface while my sister and I struggled on the phone as we tried to put past and future into context of these lives we have during the pandemic.
What I came to is that there are so many unknowns at the moment it is difficult to look ahead to the future.
Then, even in the "profoundness" of our memories from the past, that infrastructure is gone to the point of looking back and thinking you might be able to recreate those loved and treasured experiences isn't really possible either.
Everything is in "real-time!"
Is this a cruel joke?
As much as I know that all we have is NOW, there was always a comfort in being able to plan ahead and look back to enjoy my memories and/or learn from past mistakes.
And so, as I hover here in Cadrieu in "real time," I am grateful for this journey that has served me well during these times and keeps on giving. I couldn't be in a better place to continue to pay attention and learn something new...AGAIN!
Happy Tuesday!
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