Who hit the fast forward button?

flying timeWho hit the fast forward button?  Doesn’t it feel like time is whizzing by?  Do you remember last week?  Doesn’t that feel like it was a month ago, at the very least?

The science types tell us that the world has, indeed, accelerated.  I have heard it said that our 24-hour days are really more like 16 hours.  So, good, we’re not crazy, lazy or inefficient, it’s just that the universal ticker has picked up the pace.  That said, I am getting dizzy with the whirl and spin of it all – and, for the record, my 2012 “to do” list is still looking good.

Here’s an interesting anecdotal fact: The amount of information made available every five minutes in today’s world is the equivalent to the entire body of knowledge during the Renaissance.  We live in the Information Age and we are bombarded non-stop with news, data, media events and the like.  Simply trying to stay on top of the latest and greatest information can make us feel winded and breathless as if we are madly playing dash to an ever-changing, increasingly elusive finish line.

We have seasons, hours of light and hours of darkness.  Yet, time is more subjective than objective.  In childhood, it seemed as if every week was a very long stretch of time.  Christmas was very, very far away and birthdays couldn’t come fast enough.  In adulthood, time is like trying to catch a butterfly bare-handed.  It slips through our fingers and flits away.  It is elusive and ephemeral.  There are more challenges, stressors and demands for our time.  We feel as if there is never enough time to get it all done.  Some of us stay up way too late, and the morning folks are up at the crack.  We all fall into bed exhausted with the perpetual push of attempting to get it all done.  No matter how hard we work, we can’t hold time.

Mindfulness experts tell us that if we s-l-o-w d-o-w-n and are in the moment, we will have a fuller, expanded experience of time.  I agree, I know this to be true.  If I take a breath and am fully aware of what I am doing I have a more memorable experience and I have also greatly lowered the probably that I will forget what I experienced.  Alas, for me, slowing down has been another one of those good ideas that I will get to when I catch up and get it all done.  If I think about it, I realize I have been doing what I call fast-food time — gobbling it all down without any real sense of nourishment or satisfaction, much less any solid memory of my experiences.

So, ok, I am aware and cognizant.  I want to slow down, but here is the kicker.  The world is going faster.  Can you say vr-r-r-room?  We live – and if you are a metaphysical type, you know we choose to live now – in this period of enormous transition.  We are moving through a shift in the ages.  These times are seen as a pivotal point in this cosmic shift of consciousness, where we recognize that we are all connected, energetically bound and in this cosmic soup together.

As with any shift, there is an attendant change in consciousness.  Remember, we are living in the Information Age; technology by itself has expanded our awareness.  With our expanded consciousness, for example, there is a desire to honor Mother Earth, stand up against abuse, and ensure that no child goes to bed hungry.  We see our world erupting with change as people reach out to one another and work to make a difference and equalize the inequities.

As we know, everything is energy; thus, everything is vibration.  We know that our expanded collective consciousness raises the vibration.  And…. drum roll, please … the higher the vibration, the faster the time.  Take that statement in; it confirms that we are chugging forward in vibration, consciousness and time.

And that brings me to this provocative statement I read:  Given the acceleration of time, 20 days now feels equivalent to one year of time.  Think about that.  Doesn’t it feel that there is some truth to that statement?

Needless to say, I don’t know if that statement is true or false, but what I do know is time is whizzing by.  I also know we cannot control time.  The more we try to control time, the more we feel hammered by the demands of time and energy.

My solution?

No longer will I look to beat time into submission and forever find myself bloodied and depleted, I am going for the more difficult and counter-intuitive responses.  I am going to take a walk on the wild side and put self-care at the top of the list.  I know … who has time for that?   I realize that everything may not get done, but, hey, if I am going to ride the waves of accelerated time and consciousness shifts, it only makes sense to honor the expression of consciousness I have chosen for this lifetime.  Really, if not now, when?

Further, with a great leap of courage, I am opting to use the gourmet variety of time – you know, the kind of time you savor, one bite at a time.  This will be tricky as well; I have grown accustomed and habituated to the race and rush of life.  That said, gourmet time offers an option of savory moments in lieu of being whirled senseless by a freight train of constant movement.  I am also going to put down my universal remote control and simply, scarily, allow things to unfold without my unnecessary prodding and pushing.

Today, I am going to float on the river of time and see where it takes me.  Care to join me for a ride on the current?

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4 Responses to Who hit the fast forward button?

  1. Adele Ryan McDowell November 24, 2014 at 12:58 am #

    Mary Swain, I will join you on the bank. Ok, if I bring snacks? Much love.

  2. Adele Ryan McDowell November 24, 2014 at 12:57 am #

    The wisdom of smalls. They see our adult craziness. Great mirror story,Na’ama. Thanks so much.

  3. Mary Swain November 20, 2014 at 11:42 pm #

    I notice that a large percentage of the information bombarding me is trash or the same tidbit of perhaps worthwhile information chewed and re-chewed and spat out by a multitude of repetitive mouths. It does makes it easier for me to step away from it. The bandwidths of bunk orbiting our consciousness is another manifestation of the feeling that being busy juggling chaos proves that we are useful and accomplished.
    Sometimes a ride on the current is too much for me. I will get out and sit on the bank and watch the tide flow for a while. But I love your metaphors!

  4. Na'ama Yehuda November 20, 2014 at 10:38 pm #

    As the universe would have it, children often provide us with the greatest mirror to all things worldly and unworded …
    A just-turned-six-year-old told me this very week: “When I grow up, I’m going to be very busy.”
    I asked what “very busy” meant, and he pondered a moment (more, I think, to consider whether mine was a real question or one of those ‘tricky adult queries’) and said: “I will be in a hurry and I won’t have time and I will have three iPhones.”
    He sobered a moment at the thought, then added, “maybe only two iPhones.”