One year ago, I started my blog. My first blog was called Time Traveler. I began writing about my family and our stories as we were traveling through time. But something happened over the course of the past year.
Somehow I stopped traveling.
I got caught up in a time warp of sorts.
I blamed everything on a lack of time.
But - it wasn't a lack of time.
It is a year later.
Summertime has arrived.
I am no longer homeschooling my children as we are on a break.
I am no longer teaching ballet as the studio classes are finished for the summer.
I dreamt of this timeframe.
Getting back to the basics again.
I thought I would find myself with loads of extra time.
But I have no extra time.
There is no time that I feel is unoccupied or unaccounted for.
My time is consumed.
Every moment of every day.
So it got me thinking - about TIME.
What is time?
Time is " A nonspatial continuum in which events occur in apparently irreversible succession from the past through the present to the future." according to Webster.
So honestly, what was I thinking?
Time is timeless.
Time is forever.
It is something abstract - not tangible that I can grasp in my hand and save up in a jar for a rainy day or when I feel like using it as if it were a coupon.
Time is life.
Past to present to future.
I have been living my life in two hour increments for the past several months. I don't worry beyond the next two hours. Each day God has provided all that I need to complete those two hours and move onto the next. It is one of the ways that I measure if what I am spending my time on is important. If I didn't get to it - it just wasn't important enough.
Besides there will always be more time.
Over the past year each day I managed to blog and tweet. I made that a priority.
But for some reason, this particular season of my life - blogging and tweeting are taking a backseat. It no longer feels like a necessity.
It is important to me that I am wholly engaged with my family.
Each day I am commuting 4 hours to get my daughter to and from a ballet intensive at a prestigious academy.
Four hours out of every single day.
Four hours that I cannot do anything but sit in a car and drive.
I cannot multi-task.
I cannot cook, clean, do laundry, blog, shop or garden while I am driving.
All that I can do is place my hands on the wheel and guide the car along the road while I watch the landmarks pass by.
It does me no good to sit and worry about all of the things that I may be falling behind in or failing to accomplish.
I leave the house by 7 am each morning. I usually return by 9:30 am.
I need to leave the house again by 4pm and return sometime about 6:30pm.
I am managing to work in my gardens, do household chores and grocery shop in between the commute.
I could choose to sit in front of the computer and tweet or blog but I am choosing another path because right now those things don't feel appealing.
My life is requiring me to be very focused on a productive path right now. No time to be sidetracked with social media or numbers or rankings.
I am ENGAGED in life.
Not whining about everything I need to do.
Not complaining about what I wish I could do.
I am simply an active participant now.
A participant in whatever that moment of time is offering to me.
I have teenage boys constantly streaming through my backyard.
Sometimes that moment is greeting the boys with ice pops and kool-aid.
Sometimes that moment is preparing dinner early in the afternoon - so that it is ready when I return from the commute.
Sometimes that moment is standing in the quiet of my backyard watering my patio flowers with the hose.
All I know is that since I have looked up from my laptop - stepped away from blog, facebook and twitter...
Life feels better.
Time doesn't feel precious.
Time feels plentiful.
Allowing time to guide you and living in the moment is a completely different view of life.
It is my absolute blessing to have a daughter to transport and a fabulous family who is willing to take turns riding shotgun keeping me company.
I've decided to leave the map at home.
The clock is pointless and unnecessary.
Well that would be whatever song is on the radio at the moment.
The car is in drive and we are moving forward - in whatever direction necessary.
It is our road trip of life.
It very well may be the best trip I have ever taken...
Maybe one day I'll be back with some pictures and stories to tell you.
In the meantime?
Perhaps I'll send you a post card every now and then from the wonderful places that my heart is stopping to visit.
“What comes first, the compass or the clock? Before one can truly manage time (the clock), it is important to know where you are going, what your priorities and goals are, in which direction you are headed (the compass). Where you are headed is more important than how fast you are going. Rather than always focusing on what’s urgent, learn to focus on what is really important.“ – Unknown