We often talk about the need to make the most of our time. It can become a fetish to worry about what we are doing and what we can do to do more !!
There is a question mark over our use, or misuse of the time we have at our disposal. I use the word disposal as if it were a commodity to use or throw away and it is this concept that time is so important as the constituent that adds value to what we do throughout our life.
Some people become completely obsessed in using all the hours that is in a day to consume the jobs they set themselves to do. Life is a box ticking event as the desire to do so much takes hold.
For the ambitious, even when we are young the time is spent cramming for academia or sport and the issue is no longer, the "freedom" that childhood is supposed to bring but rather an early start on the treadmill of achievement.
The grim climb up the slippery slope of a hierarchical structured business environment leads to ever longer hours and even days away from home and family. The decision as to where ones alliance lays, family or the job means that the time one spends at one or the other is critical.
Suddenly the company relinquishes its hold, the schedules that have governed our every waking minute are gone, the intimacy of the everyday business conversation and the emotional satisfaction of decision making is no longer the adrenaline lift that makes so much sense out of the contract we have made to spend so much time and so much commitment on such a goal.
Retirement deals a near death blow to some and one has to ask why we spent so much of that illusive commodity on such an artificial outcome.
Time is precious but equally is the way we spend that time and the fulfilment we get as human beings to include another type of tick box, a more humanitarian tick box, one which takes the view that there are many other riches to this life, than the traditional ones of the pay cheque and the company car.
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