I have an ironic watch . When you wind it, time stops. I use my Ironic Watch to time my FB Martini live talks. Time stops when I do these talks. This was my father’s time piece given to him when he graduated from Annapolis in 1929 by his grandmother, a German immigrant who married a gold prospector in CA who struck it rich. I like being able to wind my time, to set my time, to hold time in my hand.
I find great wisdom and inspiration in this time piece because it helps me understand the way we hold time now. When I hold time in my hand, who am I? I’m not in clock time because I have time in my hand. A shift occurs here, a radical shift in consciousness because normally I see this world as me being in time, in the world with time to go to Walmart.
But equally as powerful is the sense that I am not In time, but I am Time. When I Am time, I am most alive because Life IS Time…time is change. Life is change. Life is something that changes. Things don’t change; things ARE change. This is a Zen view. And yet, we still need time to catch a bus.
This two incompatible ways of living with and in time are not logical choices. You can’t choose one or the other—flipping the switch like a kid with a light— to be an object in time and to Be time at the same time. This is the difference between an noun and a verb. Am I a noun or a verb?
So I solve the ambiguity by creating activities where I can practice being time, being a verb, and when you practice being time—which is when we do something for no reason than our passions for it—you feel most alive, almost timeless.
Life is both timeless and in time at the same time. But our culture only validates time as a field in which we are pawns, pieces moved on a grid or space/time board. Our commons sense world is that we are objects in time. But that view cuts us off from our true identity and joy of being…in/as time.