It’s a matter of time–your life.
Humans make the most of it through reflection.
That is the one power that differentiates us.
Was the movie good?
I’ll tell you in four days, when the scenes still play in my mind, or don’t.
Is that person important in my life?
I need time–to miss them, time to notice that so many of the things that they did and said still come to my mind, as if they speak them in the moments, when I remember … days, months, years later.
If we are smarter than the little part of ourselves–the part that wants to be king, that runs like a rat on crack–we catch a pattern.
We start seeing people in the moments: for what we predict we will feel and know, days, weeks, months later.
If we’re lucky, if we reflect, enough, we develop this capacity and we use it automatically.
It becomes a deeper drive, righting our interactions with others.
If we sit still. If we pause, again and again, we see these things.
We become human, and we split off enough from our animal, come to know, our godselves.
We develop the film of our life so that the picture gets clearer and clearer. In the darkroom.
In the quiet, dark, still space–behind our closed eyelids and between our palms, spread apart, setting aside, our time.
We gain the power, to start seeing, through time.
Some of us do this. I do this. It doesn’t make me special, it’s just what I have chosen to do. And so can you … for now …
It’s so funny to me … and sad to see … how it’s always been and will always be a matter of time.