Time Wasted?
Living life to its Fullest

I have a strange idea that adult people are afraid to live life. I mean actually live life to its fullest. Afraid they might be tempting fate; so they live in fear until they are too old to enjoy life to its fullest. Then they understand the meaning and mourn their lost years.  

As children, we live life to its fullest: we enjoy life’s experiences – good and bad, pains and pleasures simply because we have an inner, untutored understanding of time and the unchanging continuation of it. We understand time will move forward, so as children, we appreciate the moments given us, until, of course, we become socialized--victims of a stoic, serious society that teaches us to worry about all the unused time instead of living in the moment and enjoying the simple act of standing still. Pity isn’t it? 

We become social creatures and give up the fearlessness of life.  The precious gift given to us by God to become creatures of habit, slaves to the masses, victims of time. We hopelessly wonder through adult life regretting all the time we’ve wasted, not recognizing the futility of the process. Therefore, we once again cheat ourselves out of life.  

We spend time, use time, waste time and the most useless of all, we  “save time.” For what, I haven’t a clue, since time will eclipse us all, and we will become victims to it in the end.  

Live life to the fullest, in the present, the moment, the now! Do not spend a life of regretting the time wasted, but remember the good, bad, joyous, unpleasant times. Remember the times that shaped you. Live with the reality that time was well spent here in this life--now, at present. Realize that all time spent alive is not wasted; it is to be valued and respected--treasured.  []

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