I admit it.
I am a laggard in adopting any new technology.
But, the boys finally got me hooked on #fitbit
And, I do love it!
I had one of those serendipitous moments today.
It didn’t come easy.
I struggled for many decades because I didn’t even know what were the right questions to ask.
It only came because, over the years, I had gotten better at seeding the right questions in my brain.
Over the last 3 decades…by reading about time management, by using every time management tool there is possible, by optimizing, by juggling, by prioritizing and by trying to run my life as a project…..I haven’t actually been doing what I thought I did – Managing time instead of letting time manage me.
Due to my eastern learning, fortunately, I also know that time itself is timeless.
With that context, here is the realization that dawned on me today.
Ready for it?
I actual haven’t been managing time or let time manage me.
I have been trying to OUTRUN time.
Did you hear that?
And yet, how foolish and futile?!
In the picture, I am trying to outrun time and make it to Mt. Whitney 14,505 feet peak by noon.
Yes, I braved changing mountain conditions with a couple of hailstorms and indeed bagged Mt. Whitney one beautiful day in Summer 2010, by noon time, as I had willed it.
Sometimes, I find a shaded spot under a tree.
I sit down for just a bit.
I let the sun peak at me through the leaves on the tree.
I let the cool breeze nourish my body and soul.
I remember the days of past when I played on a swing in Thatha’s field under a shaded tamarind tree. I remember and feel gratitude for that utterly carefree days of my youth.
I find peace.
I find strength.
Then, I get up and go about my usual madness.
Anyways, it was one of those rare Sunday evenings when I got to sit down quietly for a few minutes and enjoy a hot cup of chai.
Amen to finding peace.
Fate brings us together with thousands of people during our lifetime.
Only few of those people stay on our journey for a lifetime.
The rest come into our life for our mutual learning, healing and/or growth and then move on.
When I was younger, I used to mourn such loss.
But, I am stronger now.
I understand everything happens for a reason.
So, I have become braver to let go and to exercise my free will.
After all, we are here to live and let live.
That said, the fine dance that fate plays with our life is beyond fascinating.
Is it not?
How has fate played with your life?
Have you exercised your free will recently?