An outdated waste of time
For a while now Time has been at the forefront of many of my pieces.
Humans lack of being able to live in Our Now, I feel, is directly related to our attempts to ‘keep’ time.
I had wondered when it was — exactly — that this mandate was given to Humans? And like all questions gently floated into the ether — I got my answer.
My middle granddaughter — per her mother — is learning to tell time. Not on digital clocks— which exist all over everyone’s home and is the most common way to ‘see’ time. Nope. She is struggling to learn how to tell time on the face of a clock.
Unless the kid plans on moving to London and hanging out at Big Ben — I’m at a loss as to why this is still included in the curriculum. Everyone is aware they threw out cursive handwriting years ago. Surely the faces of clocks are every bit as irrelevant to Life As We Know It.
The lesson my granddaughter is getting has many nuances and runs much deeper than simply being able to read the face of a clock.
First and foremost — when we start to tell time — recognize that minutes, hours, days exist past Our Now — we have begun the process of losing The Nows of our days. Small children do not understand the concept of Time and live joyfully in each moment as it happens. Until we teach…
