Okay, I confess

“Because life is network, there is no “nature” or “environment,” separate and apart from humans.  We are part of the community of life, composed of relationships with “others,” so the human/nature duality that lives near the heart of many philosophies is, from a biological perspective, illusory.  We are not, in the words of the folk hymn, wayfaring strangers travelling through this world.  Nor are we the estranged creatures of Wordsworth’s lyrical ballads, fallen out of Nature into a “stagnant pool” of artifice where we misshape “the beauteous forms of things.”  Our bodies and minds, our “Science and Art,” are as natural and wild as they ever were.

We cannot step outside life’s songs.  This music made us; it is our nature.”*
(David George Haskell)

“And can any of you by worrying add a single hour to your span of life?   And why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they neither toil nor spin, 29 yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not clothed like one of these.”**
(Jesus of Nazareth)

A year is a good measure of time, involving seasons, rituals, and celebrations.

A day is also good, marked by food and rest, by dawn and dusk.

Hours are pretty good too, marking when to begin something or complete something.

Moments are important, something we can be “in,” when something comes to us or dawns on us or becomes clear to us – as Peter Diamandis and Steven Kotler describe here:

‘Everyone in the Planetary Team knows the moment.  The moment when we knew our calling was to break boundaries and push humanity to the stars.^

Minutes, however, introduce a dangerous precedent.  Disrupting moments and hours and days and years.  Demanding that we be efficient, avoiding waste – and also satisfaction.  Nothing worthwhile has ever been accomplished in a minute, but may well have been lost to one.  And we better not even mention seconds.  Even the measurement of the speed of light and all of our fractalising of the universe has really been accomplished in moments, hours, days, and years.

Confession is usually used in relation to owning up wrongdoing but we need a different kind of confession – the kind that  finds the time to admit what we do that is beautiful and good.

Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi imagines how people see things differently:

‘Things that most people take for granted puzzle him; and until he figures them out in an original yet perfectly appropriate way, he will not let them be.’^^

In a moment, this can become that.  To others this always remains this, but perhaps not to you.  You’re noticing more, you’re taking the time to notice what it is you must do:

‘All too often, we feel we are not living the fullness of our lives because we are not expressing the fullness of our gifts.’*^

We all have the same amount of time.  This is not measured in seconds and minutes, but in moments of clarity, in hours of opportunity, in days of labour, and in years of development.

(*David George Haskell, quoted in Maria Popova’s Brain Pickings: The Songs of Trees.)
(**Jesus of Nazareth, from the Gospel of Matthew 6:27-29.)
(^From Peter Diamandis and Steven Kotler’s Bold.)
(^^From Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi’s Flow.)
(*^From Elle Luna’s The Crossroads of Should and Must.)


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