Time

How often do we say – I DON’T HAVE ENOUGH TIME for ….. exercise, to shop and cook healthy meals, to floss our teeth, to really take care of ourselves. I know I do.

Remember that we all have the same 24 hours and if you make your health your number one priority you will find the time to eat healthily and exercise appropriately.

To find out whether health is your number one priority/value do the following exercise:

• Think of all the things that are important to you in your life; the things you love and the things you like to do; then write them down;
• Then think of all those things you have listed and think what life would be like if you didn’t have your health. If you were in pain, couldn’t breathe properly, were ill in hospital.

If you couldn’t do what you wanted, even small things like getting out of a chair, walking in the park, going on your holidays, shopping and meeting loved ones. The actor Christopher Reeve said that before his accident he never gave his legs a thought, he was never grateful for getting out of a chair and walking across the room. After his accident he said he would have given ANYTHING to be able to those things we take for granted.

Nothing is fun or enjoyable when you are not well. This will help you realise how important your health is.

Do some small daily exercise – even 10 minutes a day – eating at least one healthy meal a day will begin to get you on track.

Take care of yourself now. Not having enough time is just an excuse. You can make time for the things and people you love so make time for yourself. Take care of yourself NOW.

Take the time to really nurture yourself. Love yourself and you will find that you have enough time.

TIME by Arnold Bennett

Philosophers have explained space. They have not explained time. It is
the inexplicable raw material of everything. With it, all is possible;
without it, nothing. The supply of time is truly a daily miracle, an
affair genuinely astonishing when one examines it. You wake up in the
morning, and lo! your purse is magically filled with twenty-four hours
of the unmanufactured tissue of the universe of your life! It is
yours. It is the most precious of possessions. A highly singular
commodity, showered upon you in a manner as singular as the commodity
itself!

For remark! No one can take it from you. It is unstealable. And no
one receives either more or less than you receive.

Talk about an ideal democracy! In the realm of time there is no
aristocracy of wealth, and no aristocracy of intellect. Genius is
never rewarded by even an extra hour a day. And there is no
punishment. Waste your infinitely precious commodity as much as you
will, and the supply will never be withheld from you. No mysterious
power will say:–”This man is a fool, if not a knave. He does not
deserve time; he shall be cut off at the meter.” It is more certain
than consols, and payment of income is not affected by Sundays.
Moreover, you cannot draw on the future. Impossible to get into debt!
You can only waste the passing moment. You cannot waste to-morrow; it
is kept for you. You cannot waste the next hour; it is kept for you.

I said the affair was a miracle. Is it not?
You have to live on this twenty-four hours of daily time. Out of it
you have to spin health, pleasure, money, content, respect, and the
evolution of your immortal soul. Its right use, its most effective
use, is a matter of the highest urgency and of the most thrilling
actuality. All depends on that. Your happiness–the elusive prize
that you are all clutching for, my friends!–depends on that. Strange
that the newspapers, so enterprising and up-to-date as they are, are
not full of “How to live on a given income of time,” instead of “How to
live on a given income of money”! Money is far commoner than time.
When one reflects, one perceives that money is just about the commonest
thing there is. It encumbers the earth in gross heaps.

If one can’t contrive to live on a certain income of money, one earns a
little more–or steals it, or advertises for it. One doesn’t
necessarily muddle one’s life because one can’t quite manage on a
thousand pounds a year; one braces the muscles and makes it guineas,
and balances the budget. But if one cannot arrange that an income of
twenty-four hours a day shall exactly cover all proper items of
expenditure, one does muddle one’s life definitely. The supply of
time, though gloriously regular, is cruelly restricted.

Which of us lives on twenty-four hours a day? And when I say “lives,”
I do not mean exists, nor “muddles through.” Which of us is free from
that uneasy feeling that the “great spending departments” of his daily
life are not managed as they ought to be? Which of us is quite sure
that his fine suit is not surmounted by a shameful hat, or that in
attending to the crockery he has forgotten the quality of the food?
Which of us is not saying to himself–which of us has not been saying
to himself all his life: “I shall alter that when I have a little more
time”?

We never shall have any more time. We have, and we have always had,
all the time there is. It is the realisation of this profound and
neglected truth (which, by the way, I have not discovered) that has led
me to the minute practical examination of daily time-expenditure.

Let me know how well you do – email me – sue@suekennedy.com.