Out of control

heather 2015 derbyshire, higger tor, beeley circle, edensor, bak 038The clock is ticking… there is far too much to do and never enough time. That’s the way things seem to be these days, with everyone keeping an eye on the clock and a tight rein on deadlines. We all have them, often hidden…whether it is the meal you need to have ready on time, the kids to pick up from school or the dental appointment you have to squeeze in after work. Deadlines come in all shapes and sizes and half the time we don’t even realise they are there. We call it routine and recognise the benefits of having a rhythm to our days that allows us to get through them with some modicum of reliability.

It can be comforting to know what is expected of you at any given moment… it is a safe place to be, in an odd sort of way and our tendency is to fill the time available with what we know needs to be done, balanced with what we actually want to do. Even leisure time is pretty much scheduled… an evening with friends, a couple of hours feet up in front of the TV… these things take on a regularity that lets us know where we are.

The more overt type of deadline can be a spur for many people; that last minute completion fuelled by adrenaline has a familiarity and carries a sense of achievement… as well as relief. We seem to have transferred our skills as hunter-gatherers to our modern way of life… hunting at our work, chasing the prey of success, either personal or corporate, and gathering moments of leisure like ripe fruits to savour.

As we squeeze more and more into our waking hours, the quality of leisure has entered a strange land of extremes where many feel they have to be seen to be enjoying themselves… always ‘doing’… Some take up hobbies they find relaxing, whilst yet others simply switch off and use the white noise of electronic media, to relax. We are, when you think about it, always trying to control how our days unfold.

How many of us simply… stop doing. Just sit, not furiously thinking about the next problem to be solved or task to do… but just sit and let our thoughts meander where they will, our hands unoccupied, without feeling any pressure or guilt at taking time out? Time to not do, just to be?

For all of us such time has real benefits in terms of relaxation and freedom from the stressors of daily life. It is a time when inspiration comes unbidden, a place where realisations can swirl to the forefront of the mind. It is an essential time of inner silence, where that ‘still, small voice’ can whisper to a consciousness ready to listen. Such moments are the times between time, a place where we simply open the doors and leave space for something greater than we to come in.