Thou hast led me through my crowded travels
of the day to my evening’s loneliness.
I wait for its meaning through the stillness of the night.
We live in a busy time. Are we choosing this or was it chosen for us? The fact is, few of us know since our busyness is causing us to lose our ability to think for ourselves and the time to sit with stillness.
I can remember a time before our virtual world. When I lived far from family and friends, the only way to communicate with them was through a long distance phone call, which could be costly, or by hand writing a letter. Since I could not simply pick up the phone whenever I wanted, letter writing would often be a good alternative. The difference in writing a letter versus an email or text is the thought that would go into it. I knew the person I was writing to would not be receiving it for maybe a week, so I would essentially save up all the news I had for that one letter and relay it the best way I could. I would need to think about it prior to the writing and maybe even read it over before sending. It would take longer since the act of writing does take longer versus typing. It might even offer more personal thoughts and feelings since I knew I would not be sending another one right away. Even the visual image of a handwritten letter exudes that personal feel…someone cared enough to write me! It took an effort to sit down and concentrate on that person for a time.
This could be the same as a phone call. You would be charged by the minute, so both persons would need to think about what they wanted to say and ensure they said the important things. It could also be more heartfelt since the sound of a loved one’s voice when you are far away can be triggering. Along with this was the knowledge you might not be talking to them again for a little while.
In many ways, our advances in technology have been extremely beneficial and allow for this increase in regular communication no matter where one lives. This could also imply we have more time for other things in our lives. However, we still have the same amount of time no matter how one looks at it, but we have more things with which to fill the time in. Since our society has become one of ultra-convenience, it really leaves little time for us to think for ourselves. Unfortunately, the act of thinking of others has also become rushed and we can be done with it in an instant just by pushing send from a text. Our creativity suffers since it is also being done for us.
Writing a letter or planning for a long distance phone call really allowed me to take some time to check in with myself. It offered a different use of my time that I now believe was beneficial to the meaning in my life. Time is the fairest of all things, it is our one constant. I am continuing to learn how to adapt to what the world is doing around me, so I can continue to be more intentional with my time. Now, I wait for nightfall to relax into my thoughts and discover its meaning once again.Click To Tweet