Just a thought...

Sometimes your head is just so full of thoughts and images and memories that you can´t think anymore. You feel the urge to write something down, to think something through and it´s just not working. It´s like your thoughts are always one step ahead of your brain and all that stays palpable is their color. That´s where it really helps to read good books. Because if you´re lucky, you find thoughts in them you can hold on to.
I recently discovered such a book that was recommended to me by a dear friend (which actually means I didn´t discover it myself after all).
One sentence really stuck in this chaos and haze of adult life: "Every free minute is a short story with a happy ending" (Shantaram by Gregory David Roberts)
What would it be like to really stick to that thought? And to celebrate every minute as a short story. Wouldn´t that elevate our experiences to celebrations of complete awareness and make us live our lives really to the fullest? Even if it were short stories without a happy ending - they are valuable, too. I find myself sometimes rushing through life so much that I start having déjà-vus. I guess that is because I have not processed the moments with awareness and indulgence.
I admit, celebrating every minute might get a bit exhausting. But at least, it makes a difference to think about it. And to try to cherish our time. And the people we spend it with.

Time flies

There is this one thing that is bothering me recently. I begin to perceive three months as a really short time before a deadline or some other event. Earlier in my life it was like "Oh, that´s in November, that´s so far away. It´s only August." Now it´s more sounding like "Oh gosh, November, that´s really close."

I´ve started to realize that I can´t live without my planner anymore. Appointments are made on the long run and my friends are usually booked out three months ahead. 

I don´t want to live like that. I don´t want my life to be a series of appointments. How should I know in August if I want to go out for dinner with friends on the 16th of November? Isn´t it a pity that spending time with your friends becomes an obligation in your planner? I tried to make my appointments spontaneously - and there is very few people whom that works with. So you get to decide - either enter the appointment mill or see only very few of your friends. Entering the mill with only one leg works for now. We will see how it goes later in life, when we all have a family with children, pets and a garden. I believe, it is important to stay spontaneous in every stage of life. And I´m pretty sure that this is possible - at least I will try to resist the planner for my private life a bit more. 

But let´s get back to the title of this post. I was shocked how fast weeks flew by the past few months, just because they were unbelievably packed with obligations and events. It was certainly exciting, but I wondered when I will every get the time to stand still for a moment again. To just sit and listen to my own thoughts. I know I need that, but there´s always something to do and somewhere to go and as I´m a curious person, I can´t resist the temptation. As Oscar Wilde says "Temptation is the one thing I cannot resist." How to find the balance between the exciting life and an inner peace?