Thursday, January 17, 2013

The clock that turns backwards.

I work as a salesman at a local retail store in my hometown of Syracuse, NY.
In all of our stores there is a clock, not a beautiful or decorative clock, just a simple, round, black with white numbers clock.  In one store the clock reads 15 minutes faster than any of the other stores.  Then there is the clock in our store located in a specific location, this clock is very special because it runs backwards.  That's right.  For no apparent reason the clock began turning backwards one day.  I noticed it last week when I was working in the store.  I stopped and looked at the clock for a few moments and then captured a video of the clock and sent it to a friend saying in the text, "notice anything different here?"

For the last 9 days I've been thinking about this clock.  I've been thinking about the significance of this clock and the fact that it turns backwards.  I was walking around the store this evening and stopped once more to observe the second hand ticking in reverse.

There are things in my life that I regret.  Well, maybe regret is too strong of a word.  There are things I've said and done in my years that I would appreciate another shot at.  Not that I regret them as in I sit down from time to time and become saddened or upset with myself for decisions I've made.  Because of the decisions I've made in life I find myself where I currently am, and that's okay with me.  However, I can dream sometimes of what it would be like to have another chance at certain moments that happened throughout life.

I wonder what it would be like if my life clock began to tick backwards one day.  What if someone above decided to press the rewind button on my life and rewound everything to a certain time, and then pressed record allowing me another shot from that moment on.  What would I do differently?  Would I understand that this was my second chance?  Would I do things differently or would I handle everything the same way?

If I had another shot at life I know one thing for certain, I would love better and more frequently and I would have created a vision for my life and followed it.

Throughout my life I've always found it easy to love people.  Family members, Friends, Girlfriends, co-workers, and perfect strangers.  I've always been a man that threw myself into loving people entirely.  There have been times where that love was handled in incorrect ways, times where that love was rejected, times where I've walked away feeling like I did something wrong.  When you love someone you are not doing anything wrong and that's a lesson I'm still struggling to learn.

Choosing to love people is not as easy a task as you'd think.  Sure, choosing to love people you already love is easy, but choosing to love everyone is very hard.  I don't wake up in the morning and look forward to making a difference in someones day.  I wake up and become instantly preoccupied with my little world and the days agenda.  It's usually not until I'm out driving around that I remind myself to make someone have a better day by loving them.

That's where vision comes into play.  I think If I set a vision for my life and follow the way of that vision, well then I'd have an easier time sticking true to the plan.
If I set a life vision for myself that I'll change people's lives by simply helping them have better days I'd be more prone to constantly put others before myself and help make their days better.  If I don't set that vision for my life I'll get off track, or maybe I won't even be on the track because it doesn't exist for my life.

What I have learned is that it doesn't matter what you've done or what's been done to you in your past so long as you learn from what's happened up to this point in life.  Sure, shitty things happen, welcome to the world we live in.  The one thing everyone has in common is that life can deal us all some shitty cards.  However, by not learning from those shitty experiences, by giving yourself a licensee to shut down or hide away from life or love because you don't want to be hurt again, well that just furthers the wounds inflicted.  That, I believe, is where real regret comes into play.

What's the best way to live a life without regret?  Learn from your past and move forward in life.  Don't construct walls to hide your pain, let your pain roam about freely and deal with its awkwardness.  After your pain has run around the track a few times and it gets tired, go kill it.  Don't let your pain control you, move forward and leave the past in the past.


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