The Passages Of Time
Why is it that time flies? When I was a boy, it seemed as if time took forever to pass through my universe, but now as an adult, a day, a month, a year flies by in the blink of an eye.
I have been at this blogging adventure for a little over two years now, and I must admit, it does take time. Time to compose, edit, re-edit and then finally decide that it is worth putting out their for the world to read.
Putting out a blog is a deeply personal venture, and it can be quite daunting. Really and truly, one writes a blog for others to read and the more people who read it, the more exciting it becomes to the writer. You start getting those emails that you have followers and you feel the need to put out more and you start to believe that you need to churn out a blog a day to keep your readers satisfied. It is like your own personal reality show, you are the star and readers are your ratings.
I will admit, in the beginning my ego got a lift when I would get the reports of how many people read my blog. My blog is geared to a very select audience, people with sarcoidosis, and thus my readership is small. Very small. So when I got over 5 people a day reading my blog, it felt great. now my average readership per day is about 30 people. I know tiny, but it is a lot more than I ever expected it to be.
Then one day in October last year I had 156 hits in one day. What the hell? That was huge for my blog. In one day? I went to the stats report to see what people read about most on that day, and what tag word brought them in, drew them and attracted them. As a blogger that’s what you want to do, increase your readership.
And the only word that was different in my tags was the word peace. I was astounded. Peace. People are searching for peace. How profound. How simple. Peace.
Is that all people with medical conditions really need? Is that all it boils down to, at least for me? The countless trips to the doctor, the monthly blood tests, the other inconveniences I must face in life because of my conditions? And the answer is, for me, yes. I think that we are all looking for our version of peace, and once we get a glimpse of that, it is all that matters, all that we attain to, all that we want to possess.
And how do we get that? That peace that eludes us so, that stillness and quietness within our mind, body and soul? Maybe that in itself is life’s purpose, to attain peace, but some of us have chosen a really testing path to attain that, and I guess once we learn to stop fighting everything so much, stop trying to swim against the tide of time, illness, doctors and life in general and just accept certain things for what they are, to go with the flow of the river of time, it becomes a lot easier.
I am not saying to give up. What I am saying is to chose your battles and fight them one at a time. Come to the realization in yourself that some things will be this way for the rest of your life and accept it, embrace it, love it and be at peace with it and with your self about it, and maybe, just maybe, time will slow down for us as it did when we we’re children, and just enjoy it for what it is.