June 5, 2004
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Topic: It’s inspirational, it’s cliche, yet, there must be some truth and commentary behind this…What does this say to you, and what does this say about our culture?
(plus…thanks for feedback on the title, i think A is for apathy, and bullshit 101 are in the running”
Too many people put off something that brings them joy just because they haven’t thought about it, don’t have it on their schedule, didn’t know it was coming or are too rigid to depart from their routine.
I got to thinking one day about all those women on the Titanic who passed up dessert at dinner that fateful night in an effort to cut back. From then on, I’ve tried to be a little more flexible.
How many women out there will eat at home because their husband didn’t suggest going out to dinner until after something had been thawed? Does the word “refrigeration” mean nothing to you?
How often have your kids dropped in to talk and sat in silence while you watched ‘Jeopardy’ on television?
I cannot count the times I called my sister and said, “How about going to lunch in a half hour?” She would gas up and stammer, “I can’t. I have clothes on the line. My hair is dirty. I wish I had known yesterday, I had a late breakfast, It looks like rain.” And my personal favorite: “It’s Monday.” …She died a few years ago. We never did have lunch together.
Because Americans cram so much into their lives, we tend to schedule our headaches. We live on a sparse diet of promises we make to ourselves when all the conditions are perfect!
We’ll go back and visit the grandparents when we get Stevie toilet-trained. We’ll entertain when we replace the living-room carpet. We’ll go on a second honeymoon when we get two more kids out of college.
Life has a way of accelerating as we get older. The days get shorter, and the list of promises to ourselves gets longer. One morning, we awaken, and all we have to show for our lives is a litany of “I’m going to,” “I plan on,” and “Someday, when things are settled down a b it.”
When anyone calls my ‘seize the moment’ friend, she is open to adventure and available for trips. She keeps an open mind on new ideas. Her enthusiasm for life is contagious. You talk with her for five minutes, and you’re ready to trade your bad feet for a pair of Rollerblades and skip an elevator for a bungee cord.
(did somebody say bungee?)
My lips have not touched ice cream in 10 years. I love ice cream. It’s just that I might as well apply it directly to my stomach with a spatula and eliminate the digestive process. The other day, I stopped the car and bought a triple-decker. If my car had hit an iceberg on the way home, I would have died happy.
Now…go on and have a nice day. Do something you WANT to……not something on your SHOULD DO list. If you were going to die soon and had only one phone call you could make, who would you call and what would you say? And why are you waiting?
Make sure you read this to the end; you will understand why I sent this to you.
Have you ever watched kids playing on a merry go round or listened to the rain lapping on the ground? Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight or gazed at the sun into the fading night? Do you run through each day on the fly? When you ask “How are you?” Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done, do you lie in your bed with the next hundred chores running through your head? Ever told your child, “We’ll do it tomorrow.” And in your haste, not see his sorrow? Ever lost touch? Let a good friendship die? Just call to say “Hi”?
When you worry and hurry through your day, it is like an unopened gift…Thrown away… Life is not a race. Take it slower. Hear the music before the song is over
Comments (4)
Your post reminds me of “On The Ontological Need”, by Gabriel Marcel, in which he comments on how life has become a timetable:
“The individual tends to appear both to himself and to others as an agglomeration of functions…The rather horrible expression ‘time table’ perfectly describes his [a rail worker] life. So many hours for each function. Sleep, too, is a function which must be discharged, so that the other functions may be exercised in their turn. The same with pleasure, with relaxation; it is logical that the weekly allowance of recreation should be determined by an expert on hygiene.
“As for death, it becomes, objectively and functionally, the scrapping of what has ceased to be of use and must be written off as a total loss.
“I need hardly insist on the stifling impression of sadness produced by this functionalized world.”
Hopefully it wasn’t too long, but I think it goes well with the feeling your post generates.
live the day. learn something new every day. nobody dies saying “I wish I worked more.”
hey dan – i’m so upset i’ll miss you in new york. i feel like there is a lot to say. seriously, if you need me to edit or proofread or anything, i will totally do so – i’m always willing to take a break from my dissertation.
i hope all is well! keep up the optimism – it’s contagious
wow dude… That was pretty deep and thought provoking… I don’t really know how to comment on it rather than we need to slow things down. But it’s sort of like society is pushing us to go with the flow or faster in order to get ahead and be the best. So everyone’s scared to slow down b/c they don’t want to end up in last.