A Moment in Time: September 1st, 2012. “The Story of The Clocks”
Recently, I had the opportunity to visit a beautiful home where I stayed for 4 weeks writing in solitude as I sometimes need to do, especially when I’m starting a new book. The house was just amazing. It was as if the universe had conspired so that everything there could be exactly what I needed to keep my inspiration and creativity flowing.
Since day one I noticed the large amount of clocks all over the place. A wonderful décor with lovely colors and good taste but still, I couldn’t find a reason why there had to be a clock hung in every wall, or placed in every table. As days went passing by, I started getting acquainted with all of the clocks there. They all had different personalities, sounds, and shapes. They had something in common though: they all showed the same time. Only this one little vintage clock in the bathroom where I used to shower in the mornings had its own way of “timing.” It was always 22 minutes behind all the rest. Just for fun, I changed its battery and even so, the little cute thing kept experiencing time at its own pace.
It made me wonder, of course it did. There I was, working in this gorgeous space where, I was able to have two different times… at the same time! Yes, while the majority of clocks showed that it was 6:30 a.m., time to start my day, the little clock suggested that I could have 22 more minutes to slowly awake. And while the little clock showed me that it was 10:30 p.m., time to stop working and get back to sleep, the other clocks would tell me that I was already passed bed time so I should rush and get in bed!
Even if we are not conscious of it, time is a relative concept, an illusion with which we humans love to play. Have you realized how many different time zones we use in this planet, and do you realize that they’re all happening simultaneously? The majority of people in this world think local, not global, meaning that they only use as reference the time zone in which they live. You might say to me: Oh, common, time is different because of the existence of night and day or because the Earth rotates, or many other “scientific” explanations that I too, was taught to believe as truth.
One thing I know for sure, when it comes to personal beliefs, it is possible that each one of us can have their own personal time. Just as the little cute clock of my story: I think we should all start getting attuned to our own personal pace and time.
Do you know what are yours?
Until next time and don’t forget to be love!
