Think about it.
It doesn’t matter how much money any of us make, what jobs we have, our marital status, our education, backgrounds, ethnicity, everyday we wake up we are all given exactly the same amount of time.
24 hours in one day.
I got thinking about this a bit more this past week.
I’ve recently gone back to school to study holistic nutrition. This means a new routine, a new schedule, and managing my time in a whole other way. I’m a student again. I have a lot I need to think about and focus on. I also commute.
It’s been snowing quite a bit the past couple of weeks. We’re looking forward to some warmer temperatures coming this week, but this is how it goes when we get the snow (as Canada is often known for)
Where I’m from in Ottawa, you grew up knowing that in winter, most mornings when you looked out the window there was a pretty high chance it had either a) snowed overnight b) was snowing or c) was about to snow the second you left your house. You’re prepared, it’s like second nature; you sort of just get on with it.
I was amazed when I moved to Toronto years later how quick they were to panic about any amount of snow and how quickly they would try to clear it. Don’t even get me started on the UK! I get it. It’s not fun to drive in and everyone who happens to drive decides that’s the day they’re commuting alongside you.
Last week, it snowed “a lot” for Toronto standards and what was usually an hour and a half commute for me turned into four. Four hours! You would probably just call this a bad morning and move on with it. On my way home, I ended up being delayed once again. This commute turned into three hours. My day was made up of traveling. It dawned on me I spent the majority of my day not eating, sleeping, or in class, but commuting. Seven hours.
I don’t know what happened on my way in other than some bad weather and bad luck. On my way back, I do know that there was a fatality involved with the trains and that is why they were all delayed.
I also know how easy it is to get angry and frustrated within a situation like this. You’ve been at work all day. You’ve been up since the crack of dawn. You’re tired, hungry, itching to get home to just relax. But you can’t. You get angry. At the announcement of the delay, that your phone battery is almost dead, there are people everywhere bumping into you only conscious of themselves, and the person at the ticket counter isn’t really telling you anything you need to hear. I have definitely been that person. I’m sure I still could be.
If you want to see how people value time, just watch people during rush hour. You can sit quietly in the corner of a station and just observe. It’s amazing what you will see. I can’t even begin to describe what it’s like in other countries. In the UK people run around day in and day out as if they are running the country. People are full of “busy-ness”.
If anyone could have gotten pissed off at the nature of the events of the day it would be me. I was late for school in the morning. I was very tired having left the house by 7am and I was most definitely hungry and thinking I would have long been at home by then. Not stuck in the middle of a train station after having a nightmare of a morning.
But now something in me stops and thinks.
While I’m thinking about complaining about all these things, I realize that someone has just died. Someone tonight will be seeing this on the news. They will be mourning the loss of their loved one. They won’t be thinking about the meaningless things that really don’t matter. Because they don’t.
Tomorrow you wake up and it’s another day. It’s sunny out, the snow has been cleared, you make all your connections, and everything is on time. But for that other person, life as they know it is changed forever.
So how are you choosing to spend your minutes and seconds?
Are you happy? Are you miserable? Are you grateful and feeling at peace with where you are? Are you constantly worrying and wishing for more? Are you just concerned with how you can make money or are you concerned with enriching your life? Are you waiting for something or making something happen?
We all have an equal opportunity when we rise each day.
We all have TIME.
It’s a gift and it’s what we choose to do with it that makes the difference.