Sing your song.
That moment when you can just sit and think and reassess your life—we always think of it as an elusive acquaintance with ourselves, like a very still photo that we cannot quite capture. Sitting mindlessly in the boarding area of the airport, awaiting to leave my busy life for three days (and listening to the music of Jason Mraz while at it), I ponder on how life is always happening and how things are always changing…and how time—no matter how it may baffle us with questions—has always been a companion that’s just waiting for us all along.
And then I think about that opening scene in the film “Love Actually.” I have been fortunate to keep a copy of the screenplay—a gift from a friend years ago. I revisited the line in my head: “General opinion's starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don't see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often, it's not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it's always there - fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends.”
Discreetly, I looked around from my seat and studied the faces of people around me—the art geek on his Macbook, the twenty-something guy standing by the rail watching the sunset, the photographer intently behind his lens, the group of Europeans asleep in their seats. All these people are waiting. We are all waiting.
Waiting to be somewhere. To get somewhere. To find ourselves somewhere.
But do we ever stop to think that maybe it is time that is waiting for us? It is life that is waiting for us?
Perhaps the world has become complacent, and is still becoming increasingly comfortable with the idea of laters and somedays and the abstract state of time, that it has regarded everything as a matter of luxury meant to satisfy worldly appetites, than of brief, untangled moments that speak truth about why we are alive, why we exist.
Love is all around. So is time and the opportunity to talk with ourselves and share how we feel. To give a stranger a smile. To ask forgiveness and forgive. To share your talent. To give your loved ones a hug. To make somebody feel special even for just a day. To thank someone. To tell someone he/she is beautiful.
Do we need to wait to send our love to ourselves and the people around us?
We live in a world where everything has become fast and instant. If we are ever going to get busy, we might as well get busy living. That is, not forgetting that we are here and that time is a friend that’s always on our side—if only we take the time to realize it. Yes, it is not particularly dignified or newsworthy but it is always there.
Back to the boarding area, I grabbed my bag as I headed out to my plane. In my ears, Mr. A-Z (and my self-confessed soulmate, by the way) is singing, “Well I don’t wanna wait no more. Oh I wanna celebrate the whole world. I’m gonna make it mine…Oh yes, I’m following your joy.”
Don’t let life pass you by. Make it yours.