Time to love
Last week it was the Summer Solstice! I can’t believe it is already summer! I love summer (who doesn’t, right?) and all the smells, colors and flavors that come with it: peonies, hydrangeas, barbecues, the sea, suntan lotion, outdoor fire pits… So the Summer Solstice’s arrival is definitely a cause for celebration!
But, I must admit, on the other side I feel sad; I feel sad because with the arrival of the Summer Solstice the beginning of shrinking days starts… every day from then on becomes shorter and smaller and steals away from our time to enjoy the beautiful Sun…
This year I felt it stronger than ever: how fast time goes by, how short every second is, how time is like sand that rushes in between our fingers… I would like to freeze every second of every instant of my life, I would like to revisit them and relive them as if it was the first time. I would like to rewind my life’s tape like a cassette and position myself in all those moments that feel meaningful and also in those moments that I missed and didn’t fully live at the time.
How come they have not come up with technology to do that? I wanna do it! We have such limited time to do anything truly transformative, we have so little time to live and enjoy all the love there is to feel, I wanna swim in love, I wanna dampen myself with all the love I felt for so many people in my life! I wanna feel the crazy love I have had for my mother, the admiration I have felt for my father, the devotion I have had towards my siblings, the adoration I have had professed to my best friends, the wonder I felt for my first loves, the lust I have had for my husband, the affection I have experienced towards my dog and the complete, unconditional, limitless, indescribable, absolutely overwhelming love I have felt for my children!
How come love is such a critical part of us and yet we are unable to hold it, savour it and linger in it for longer? How come life’s banal obligations are able to take precedence over our true reason to live? Why is love so intense and at the same time so ethereal? Are we doing it all wrong? Or are we actually designing our lives this way to prevent us from total disintegration when our love fades away, when our loved ones are not with us?
Because I feel that when the life’s cassette technology is commercialized, people may immediately die from supreme joy and then subsequent sorrow. Love is too big to handle. Love is too intense to hold on to perpetually. Love is too important to be taken too seriously. Love is too eternal to be everlasting.
