…and before I know it, it’s already July. Time flies when you’re having fun, they say. Though in my case it’s more of, I just simply let it flow without capturing my thoughts and feelings throughout the months that passed. Like venturing through life in the ‘in between’, living in the fragments of each day, forming a loosely stitched week (weak), month… A fragmented, scattered life. Not a clear vision of the future nor a strong tie to the past and present (which of course becomes the past in a wink of time).
So I remember Heidegger, as well as the speech I gave about ‘looking forward’, ‘looking back (with gratefulness)’, and the synthesis of which is living truly, fully, at the present. Perhaps for some people, looking back with gratefulness comes naturally, as though programmed to capture and remember these moments. Not just in the mind but in the heart, where these emotions become nurtured and grow. I’m afraid that’s not the case for me–at least not anymore. Which means all the more reason I have to be intentional about spending quality, quiet time for this reflection. I’ve done it in GLIK yet I easily forget. Oh how people easily forget! What were once precious moments become taken for granted if not remembered.
So after this long-winding post, all I really want to say is that reflection is vital, especially for me. Of course nurturing my spiritual life is one aspect of it, but practically speaking, this quiet time is vital for my very soul. It’s the way for me to make sense of things amidst the busy moments of my life. Each day, clock-in clock-out, life is surely more than that. Moments that need to be captured, they are best remembered through this constant practice of reflection time. Only then can my soul, my heart, and consequently my mind grow (holistically so). And more importantly, it’s the way for me to stitch these seemingly unrelated fragments of each day that pass, connect them and with myself to become a wiser and richer ‘I’, each day. Strengthened by the feelings of ‘we’ as I remember how connected my life is with others, how little actions of people make a difference. But only if I do my best to remember and nurture them.
