Only five minutes

At times I tell myself I only have five minutes to accomplish, finish, wait for… Whatever the case may be, it all relates to a limited amount of time. At this moment I am motivated to write a brief note about the fact five minutes is extremely important. What if we were only five minutes late to catch our plane? Would it matter then? What if we were all packed and ready to board that cruise liner we paid way too much money for, only to find out it left the dock five minutes ago? Does the term, “missing the bus” ring a bell? I remember as a child, living five miles from town, if I missed the bus I could guarantee I would not be greeted with a smiling mother who just had to pick me up. While hurrying, five minutes behind time, running with briefcase in hand, it is frustrating to find out the train just left the station. It is “only five minutes” is in reality a mindset that minimizes the importance of time. I could be fired for being five minutes late! What if a loved one was dying at the hospital and a family member arrives five minutes too late? Time is a gift that is never to be taken for granted. My point is that every minute is precious and a gift to be enjoyed. One minute please! How many times have we heard that saying? How many of those moments are spent as a receptionist or animated phone operated asks, “Can you hold”? Yes, we can hold! Let’s hold on to life and remember that each day is gift to be enjoyed.

2 thoughts on “Only five minutes

  1. Five minutes is such a short amount of time, unless you need to hold your breath under water for five minutes. A lot could happen in five minutes, but as a block of time in a lifetime it is chump change – not very valuable. Vacations are valuable blocks of time. Vacations are mostly about a change of scene or an escape from a familiar routine. I imagine the best-ever vacation being the one where I didn’t return to “normal” life because I was so into the present moment, so totally captivated by the here and now, that I stopped being aware of time and didn’t know or think about what day of the week or month it was. The vacation would go on and on, as a pleasant dream, until… Remember when you were ten or eleven years old, school was out, and you had an endless carefree summer? Those were blissful times. However, an adult on that endless summer, that permanent vacation so disconnected from clocks and calendars, might be written off by “normal” life as catatonic, lazy, undependable, and irresponsible. Sticks and stones, right? To be practical in “normal” life, and mainly for survival, I make concessions to time awareness. I conform to its measured structure, but I refuse to wear a watch. The trick is not to stare at time, but let it be in the periphery of consciousness. Curiously, by this practice I tend to run early to appointments with time to spare. Everyone is happy. Yes, time is precious and we shouldn’t waste it; we only get so much of it, and then we are dead. While here, now, I stop and smell the roses; I wonder at the stars; I love to laugh and share embraces; for I am on an endless vacation, and worry not a bit about my life’s last five minutes.

    • I think it is funny how people talk about time management. As if anyone can manage time, seriously we know time stops for no man. Somehow they think they can become more organized if they spend their time more efficiently. There is some truth in that I suppose. Throughout my years I have attempted to schedule myself to certain time frames for certain activities and was successful for a short period, only to fall back to my more natural state of being. In doing so, many disapproved not only of my life style but my refusal to conform to their way of thinking about time. My refusal was not necessarily just out of rebellion, for truly I had been fighting my inner clock since I was young as I tried to please others. We all have a circadian rhythm, mine just happens to be different from others in some ways. Nevertheless, I am thankful I have been able to accomplish many things, while surviving the judgments of others. When seeing clients, or teaching at the University I am faithful to observe the clock and take care of the task at hand. Once finished, I have learned the joy of being free during those awesome moments I do not need to know the time. I remember taking my watch off and saving, “I am off duty” the day I stopped working as a county employee. I have not worn a watch since then. I found if I need to know the time that there are always those who can tell me as they look at theirs.

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