Time

Time is an interesting thing. There can be not near enough and occasionally way too much. As I struggle to find a balance in my life at this current stage, I am definitely battling time. I work a full-time job as previously mentioned teaching. I also teach 6 yoga classes a week; all about thirty minutes from my house. Which adds an hour to each class for travel. We are talking about roughly 45 hours a week teaching or driving to teach. Needless to say, I have an immense amount of respect for time. My time and other people's time. 

I have found that we have come to a point in our society where we want everything RIGHT NOW! I  have certainly been guilty of this. I want an answer to my question because it bothers me not to know. I will google anything immediately to find an answer, which is very satisfying. But it has kind of made me impatient. Because information is so readily available to me, I want everything and everyone to be available to me when I need them.  Of course I know this is not a realistic expectation, but it doesn't stop me from sometimes having it. Key word there is sometimes. I try very hard to be respectful of someone's time. If I am going to be late, I let them know so they aren't waiting on me. If I have a question for my sister and she is at work, I will still send it, but tell her to call me when she has time. 

In my profession, I give out my personal cell number for parents to reach me at school or even outside for school for questions or concerns. My parents are very respectful and usually only use it for emergencies or quick questions I can respond to off the top of my head. But there are those times when I get a text asking for the spelling words for the week...... on the night before the test......at 8:00 p.m........after I sent home the words on MONDAY....... in the newsletter that they obviously didn't read. At this point, I get a little frustrated about time.  I have found that if I simply don't respond, parents find those missing spelling words, with no assistance from me! Which leads me back to that immediate satisfaction and need to know now.

I think back to when we used to wonder a little more. You know when you didn't know the answer to something and you had to wait until you could ask the teacher or go to the library and look it up. That period of our lives before google or yahoo? There was actually something nice about that period of my life. I had to think. And wonder. And make an educated guess. It was pretty magical. That's where that whole time thing got a little tricky and I think we may have lost a little bit of that respect we used to have for time. So think about that as you move through your day. Wonder a little more and have a little more patience. Be respectful of your time and fill it with things you love.