Today was a gorgeous, sunny, blue sky day, and I decided to walk through our lovely park nearby. The air was crisp and clean, the wind was nice and cool, and the sun was warm and bright. I couldn’t stop grinning like an idiot. I felt happy, peaceful and connected to nature. Everywhere I went, it seemed to me that the trees were singing. I mentally sent out a small prayer; “Thank you for keeping our air clean.” I don’t think many people take the time to stop and feel grateful for all the good work that trees do for us, and I also don’t think many people actually thank them. Perhaps the trees did “feel” my gratitude, and in return, they sang a song of acknowledgement.
I wonder… Am I the only individual left in this world that still finds the time to slow down and enjoy the simple pleasure and beauty of our world? Am I the only one who chooses not to get stuck on the hamster wheel? Busy-itis seems to be the disease of the 21st century! Everyone is on a rat-race to get somewhere, to achieve something, or be someone. The “I-don’t-have-time-for-that-shit” attitude is in epidemic proportion throughout the world. The “busy-itis” disease eventually leads to the multitasking syndrome; more than one thing get lumped together in an attempt to achieve as much as possible in the little amount of time available in a day. This is typical of our consumerist, industrialised society; quantity before quality. And of course, the new hierarchy of priorities of the 21st century frowns upon anything that impedes the rat-race, i.e. having fun, slowing down, and connecting with one another. Too many times, I see parent’s talking on mobile phones with their kids tugging at the seams, screaming for attention in the shopping centre. Then there are the “pram-joggers”, going for their daily run with their kids in tow, running around the park and totally oblivious to their surrounding. I remember when I was a child and my mum and dad took us on a Saturday morning strolls down at the park. They weren’t chatting on phones, they weren’t “jogging” us around in a pram… They took the time to talk with us, to interact with us, to show us the beautiful flowers and the cute tiny ladybugs. There isn’t quality-time anymore… It’s a question of time-quantity! I’m not quite sure what everyone is racing so feverishly towards… Besides for an early grave due to stress! Me, I’m just glad to be a human-being, not a human-doing… And I’m glad I have these two adorable little munchkins to come home to.
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Clannad - Lore - Bridge (That Carries Us Over)