Posts Tagged ‘Time’

Time

Tuesday, March 8th, 2011

When we are young, we do not think much about time passing. We are too busy growing, learning and becoming. We believed rocker Mick Jagger when he crooned, “Time – it’s on your side, yes it is.” It is only in retrospect and from the viewpoint of a baby boomer that I realize that while time is not necessarily on our side, how we use our time matters.

As a child, I would rise before the sun came up so that I could look out the kitchen window of the farmhouse to see deer grazing at the crack of dawn. The day and the rest of my life seemed endless. It is easy to take time for granted. After all, we can only “live in the moment.” Perhaps not knowing the tribulations that might lie ahead is all for the better. Daily, we make choices as to how to spend time.

Some years ago, I made a major decision to work only for myself: quilting and writing. Both of those activities (for me) are solitary ones with the result that I have time available sometimes to listen to music and words of songs that attempt to place “time” within a greater conceptual framework. Today, as I sat doing some appliqué, I listened to Tom Pirozzoli who sang, “If you think money can buy…buy you back your time, you’re out of your mind.” He is right, of course. No amount of money can buy you back time that you spent doing something you did not want to be doing. The last few moments of life are perhaps the most precious ones when one may wonder if their time was spent wisely.

Time passes, with no help for us. Time is measured by clocks and watches (a fashion accessory that is becoming obsolete due to hand held technology). Time periods are studied according to which war was going on at the time, which fashions were in place, and the array of objects of material culture (including quilts) that were being made and used within the era.

“No time like the present” is a saying that urges us to accomplish a certain goal. Inferred is the statement “while we can.” “Time and tide wait for no man” shows us man’s inability to stop the march of time or to change the tides.

Within the scope of history we are all like blips on the radar or else “flying UNDER the radar.” In the greater scheme of things, humans are fragile, disposable and not long-lived, relatively speaking. The days roll on. What do we have? What will we leave behind? Time is at the root of those questions, at least partially so. We cannot save “time” in a bottle.” We can only use it wisely and to the best of our own abilities. We can’t make more time (or add a moment to our lives by worry) but if we apply an awareness to how we spend time allotted to us, we might be able to craft a more satisfying existence.

Patricia Cummings

Time

Thursday, October 28th, 2010

Time is always on our minds: being on time, wasting time, “saving time in a bottle,” time management, the passage of time, time on our hands, no time on our hands, and time that passes too quickly. Time can be a friend or a foe. When there is not enough time to do the things we want to do, then (lack of) time is our enemy.

As someone who likes to think beyond present circumstances, I enjoy considering both the past and the future. Tonight, I am remembering the fact that my grandfather, his parents and siblings came here from Vienna, Austria. They were seeking better financial conditions, no doubt, and perhaps, freedom of religion. From my father’s side of the family came the Irish from County Kilkenny. They were fleeing an impoverished country, in the hopes of providing a better life for their children. The Irish in Boston were met with signs that said, “Irish Need Not Apply.” There are songs about the plight of the Irish in America, including a song about working on the railway. Part of the lyrics say, “… Sweet Biddie McGee, she went to heaven. If she left one kid, she left eleven, to work upon the railway.”

I have a photo of my Irish grandfather, standing by the trolley car that he drove through the streets of Manchester, New Hampshire, long before bus transportation was available. How times have changed! I look at photos of my grandparents and wonder what they would think, if they could see how life is lived today, or if they could see my own grandchildren… the embodiment of a long line of people who said “yes” to life.

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My grandfather is standing on the left, in front of his trolley car, Manchester, NH

“Time marches on.” “Time and tide wait for no man.” “Those were the times of our lives.” “Like sands through an hour glass, so are the days of our lives.” These are sayings we have all heard and they continue to be repeated because they have a ring of truth about them.

We cannot know fully “who” will come after us. Our lives are relatively short, when we consider how long a time the earth has been here. We are so full of ourselves, most of the time, we cannot see ourselves for the speck of dirt we really are, in a much greater universe, a world filled with countless people with innumerable problems and grand aspirations, just like us.

Lately, I have been doing a lot of reading about events during World War II. It is hard to imagine the whole world at war and millions of people losing their lives. The battles in the Pacific and their results are beyond comprehension and a surprise to someone who has mostly heard, all of her life, about fighting in Europe. It is a “time” we should never forget. Yet, in some history books, I am told, coverage of WWII has been reduced to one sentence. Our collective memory is short-lived!

I hope that you will use your time wisely, not fritter it away. It is a non-renewable resource, and every day counts. Make today a good day! “Don’t worry; be happy!”

By the way, it was the late singer/ songwriter, Jim Croce, who sang about saying “time in a bottle.”

Patricia Cummings

Time

Monday, July 26th, 2010

Patricia Cummings - photo by Jim Cummings

A photo of Pat Cummings taken by her husband, Jim, a couple of years ago. Quilt and crocheted afghan made by her.

What is on my mind tonight? Time! It is 11:05 p.m.. I have tried going to bed but my head is full of “fluff,” like Winnie the Pooh, and I can’t settle in. My thoughts center on time as a commodity and how much time we waste, hoping for, planning for, and anticipating future events instead of living in the moment. When we are young, we want to be “older.” Little do we realize that when one succeeds in that goal, often the wish is to regain not necessarily youth, but the qualities of youth, such as being virtually pain free.

Think about how much time is wasted in waiting. How many times are you subjected to “elevator music” after being put on hold, when trying to call a doctor or other office? Think of all of the wasted time we sit in traffic, waiting for the lights to change, or backed up on a busy highway. Life is often a waiting game. To combat the problem of wasting time, I have taken up my husband’s practice of always bringing a book along, in the car or to any other place where “waiting” can be anticipated. I would bring needlework but it seems like too much work to get everything out for just a very few minutes. Reaching for a book is much easier.

The main consideration regarding time is that it is a limited quantity in anyone’s life. For those who consider themselves to be bored, and that would never be me, time passes slowly. However, for those who keep themselves busy, there seems to be a shortage of time. The funny thing is, the older we become, the less time there seems to be, and in actuality, that is truly the case.

There are experts in time management who can teach you how to multi-task to get more done in less time, and how to become more organized so that your time is used more efficiently. One idea is to have a paper-less environment, as much as possible. In that case, one does not have to keep moving papers from place to place. Everything important is stored on a computer. That is a fine idea… perhaps, except that some of us are rather addicted to paper.

For example, I treasure old ephemera like trade cards, old publications, magazines of any stripe, old newspaper clippings, in-hand photographs taken at a time before the digital age. All of that takes space, yet unless it is blown away by a hurricane, I plan to keep much of it. Books I can hold in my hand will never be replaced totally by e-books, as much as I love e-books and think that the ones I’ve personally created are very worthwhile, offering beautiful color images and a quantity of information not suitable to a print format, in some instances. (By the way, e-books are currently outselling regular books on amazon, I learned today!)

Getting back to my main topic of time, I have come to the conclusion that not every moment can be exciting. We all have to do chores in daily life that can be a drag. That aside, we can make an effort to make every minute count, even if that means a determination to enjoy life a little more and worry a little less. We are all headed in the same direction, after all, and we have only one life to “get it right.” Enjoy today!

Patricia Cummings