If someone asks me what’s the one thing in the whole world that I want for Mother's Day I wouldn’t hesitate:
I want 24 hours to myself.
I can’t imagine the luxury of it, what a dream come true – all I would need is a hotel room with a kingsize bed, a bath, an internet connection and my own company.
Rewind three years and I wanted a whole raft of things, I wanted to earn big money and climb the corporate ladder, I wanted to have the latest designer clothes, I wanted a big house in the right suburb, I wanted to have a great body, I wanted to be popular and invited to exclusive events. I wanted to win awards and be famous within my industry. I wanted so much.
Now I’d be happy if I could shower every day.
This basic desire got me thinking about time, ‘If only I had a few more hours a day, I could definitely fit in that evasive shower and god forbid a long hot bath’. Of course wishing for time is like wishing I could fly – it’s only going to happen in my dreams or so I thought? It turns out time can be slowed in a few ways:
- Hang out on a neutron star where the gravitational force is significantly stronger than on Earth,
- Accelerate towards the speed of light OR
- Lay down richer memories
Such time warping seemed to be an illusion caused by human memory. Researcher, David Eagleman, a neuroscientist at Baylor College of Medicine said the illusion "is related to the phenomenon that time seems to speed up as you grow older. When you're a child, you lay down rich memories for all your experiences; when you're older, you've seen it all before and lay down fewer memories. Therefore, when a child looks back at the end of a summer, it seems to have lasted forever; adults think it zoomed by."[i]
The irony of parenthood is that it is an incredibly rich source of memories and yet everyone talks of it flying by. Does that mean we are not recording the moments? Or do we need to throw ourselves out of a plane to scare ourselves slowly? I’m not about to risk my life to test this theory but I am definitely guilty of wishing time away, all the while desperate for it to slow down so I can get off for a minute.
|Shot on location at Brown Brothers Winery, Victoria, 2005 |
I thought I was busy then...I wasn't.
So for Mother’s Day give me time:
Time to sleep
Time to play
Time to notice
Time to enjoy
Time to write
Time to read
Time to record the beautiful memories unfolding in front of me everyday
Time to slow down.
What do you want for Mother's Day?
[i] Why Time Seems to Slow Down in Emergencies
Charles Q. Choi, 11 December 2007, www.livescience.com
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