Happy Sunday! During the wee hours of this morning we lost an hour here in the US. Sixty minutes made up of sixty seconds made up of nano-seconds…moments lost in our quest for more daylight…moments.
It makes me think about how I use the moments that I have. I like to complain about that lost hour of sleep. I like to argue that it makes little sense to add an hour of daylight in the Spring when the days are gradually lengthening on their own. Any mother of young children will tell you that daylight savings time is a nightmare when it comes to convincing their children, whose circadian rhythms know something is amiss, that it really is bedtime when it is still light outside. They have a point. There is even a recent article at Reuters that suggests even the slightest change to our sleep pattern is bad for us.
As if we believe can control time by shifting the clocks forward…who do we think we are? And yet…
We are each in control of how we spend those nanoseconds…those seconds and hours. We can fritter away time fretting or we can take control and seize the day. We decide who we are and how we react to each moment we are given.
It’s true, we live in troubling times. But we are not victims or innocent bystanders. None of us can afford the luxury of wasting daylight or even the dark night by giving up on our dreams.
I have always believed that the best way to respond to adversity is by pushing back. It’s messy. It’s hard and exhausting. But we are not the first generation to face challenges. We owe it to our ancestors as well as to future generations to make the most of time. We owe it to ourselves to seek the treasure to be found, even amidst the ashes.
It’s not about saving daylight. It’s about shining the light on what is right and just and good, and recognizing the light to be found in ourselves and others that matters most. Clocks are just disks with sweeping hands and numbers. Let YOUR light shine. Time’s a-wastin’!
Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 12 March 2017
they forget who we are
she wasn’t crying about a broken glass
bring us days of blissful peace
days of wine and blooms
bellowing bursts of cold breath
on that day she will play and play, and the people will dance once again
tell me what happened
you know it’s true
I saw a different side
it helps to be an odd bird
some may think you’re a lost fool
whisper, lovely in pink
A shi sai or ReVerse poem is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the shi sai features the words of one writer,providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week. 😊