In most of my conversations this week, what’s become clear is how pressed people are for time, how little slack there is in the day, and how unrelenting the world is.
I can create a list of all the exhausting things that we’re being bombarded with, but you know what’s on your the list.
So instead, I’m inviting you to take a moment or two to gather yourself. Everything and everyone will just have to wait. It, and they, will still be there in a moments time.
The amount of time in a moment is 90 seconds, or one and a half minutes, according to its usage as a unit of time measurement in medieval times dating back to the 8th century.
Find something reflective and stare into it!
Indulge yourself.
Experience some silence.
Breathe.
Stretch.
Imagine what it feels like to be the little girl in the image.
Ahhhh!
**EDIT** This image is the one Sarah refers to in her comment on the original post, so I’ve added it here for you to see. [🙏🏼 Sarah]
Joy is so often a thing that takes us back to our childhood. How lovely that we can revisit those moments in our minds.
I wonder what joy each of us might create or notice today? Or how we might rediscover what we have “carelessly lost.”
Image: Robert Doisneau ‘les-Lilias De Menilmontant 1956’
Responses
For me the image shows unabated joy something we seem to carelessly lose as we get older.
I wanted to share a Doisneau image but it won’t let me paste it in here…
“Lilacs”, Paris, Ménilmontant, 1956
“Carelessly lose,” yes, absolutely. It is careless, isn’t it, to MISplace joy and REplace it with a whole bunch of other, much less enjoyable stuff!
I think I’ve found the image you’re referring to Sarah. I’ll add it as an edit to the original post. Thank you!