MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! Life has been busy, what with photoshoots almost every week, catching up with random friends before they fly off for the holidays, hanging out with my mom and granny, and squeezing in a run every other day. I also finished reading The Timekeeper some time last week –
Try to imagine a life without timekeeping. You probably can’t. You know the month, the year, the day of the week. There’s a clock on your wall or the dashboard of your car. You have a schedule, a calendar, a time for dinner or a movie. Yet all around you timekeeping is ignored. Birds are not late. A dog does not check its watch. Deer do not fret over passing birthdays. Man alone measures time. Man alone chimes the hour. And, because of this, man alone suffers the paralyzing fear that no other creature endues. A fear of time running out.
“You marked the minutes,” the old man said. “But did you use them wisely? To be still? To cherish? To be grateful? To lift and be lifted?”
Once we began to chime the hour, we lost the ability to be satisfied. There was always a quest for more minutes, more hours, faster progress to accomplish more in each day. The simple joy of living between sunrises was gone.
Maybe it’s a Mitch Albom thing, but The Timekeeper had a similar theme to Tuesdays with Morrie. The tension of opposites.