A Date With The 60’s
I am a big Robin Williams fan. In fact, I used a quote of his in my book, “You’re only given a little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it.” The funny part is there is often much truth to his sense of irreverence. (Yes, a bit of shameless promotion and you can get a copy of “It’s a Great Deal All Three of Me Think So” from me, Amazon or directly from the publisher at: http://www.publishamerica.net/product87431.html
On a recent comedy show Robin made the statement “Why do they call it “Rush Hour” when no one actually moves. Okay, not as much funny as it is inquisitive. The term “Rush Hour” actually has its own Wikipedia definition where it convinces us that the term is a “misnomer” because it is “often more than an hour” and that it refers not to the “pace of traffic but the “rate of flow”. Oh, and it tells us that there are two distinct “Rush Hours”, one in the morning and one in the early evening as people are working their way to or from work.
The site even wants to convince me that there is the possibility of a “Third Rush Hour” to define the period of time that everyone is back in their cars racing around during their lunch hour. Huh?
All of a sudden the lyrics to Simon and Garfunkel’s Feelin’ Groovy just flashed through my head (No, not a flower child here, and by the way the actual song title is 59th St. Bridge Song and it was featured in Spiderman as the bridge that the tram was on).
If you don’t remember, try this on for size:
Slow down, you move too fast.
You got to make the morning last.
Just kicking down the cobble stones.
Looking for fun and feelin’ groovy.
Ba da, da, da, da,…Feelin’ Groovy.
What cha knowin’?
I’ve come to watch your flowers growin’.
Ain’t cha got no rhymes for me?
I’ve got no deeds to do,
No promises to keep.
I’m dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep.
Let the morning time drop all its petals on me.
Life, I love you,
All is groovy.
Okay, now I dare you to get that out of your head for the rest of the day.
Here is the truth my friends. We really have forgotten what is to feel “groovy”. We race to work in the morning and we race home from work at night. We race to take our kids to lessons or a school function. We are either coming or going all the time.
Life has become more complicated than we ever anticipated it might be. Unfortunately most of us have cloaked ourselves completely with obligation and responsibility 24/7 without giving us room to take a breather.
I ask you, when did that become healthy?
Yes, I grant you that they are often the yardstick by how we are measured in society and I won’t disagree with you that as adults we have a sense of responsibility to our daily obligations. Our jobs, our kids, our family, our friends, social obligations, after hour work functions and on and on and on…..
I get it. I also get the fact that we will be judged by how others view how we handled each of these individual circumstances. That it will define us in life.
Well for you, if it does I can accept that. For me it doesn’t work.
I have lots of obligations and responsibilities just like the next guy and its not about who has more, it’s simply about taking time from the fast track and finding time for myself. It’s about doing what I need to do for self preservation and an ability to clear my head and complete my thoughts.
I tell my youngest daughter often that I view every day as awesome and that the only thing that can take away from that is what I personally allow to detract from it. I can only be upset or angered if I agree to take those feelings on.
No, I’m not saying that it is easy, because of course it is not. It is however the choice I chose to make.
I also choose to set aside a portion of each day for me. It does not matter whether it is for reflection, clearing, or simply alone time to regenerate. I need to mentally and physically be in a place where I can meet my responsibilities and obligations head on and with the correct attitude, because I recognize how important it really is.
I love life. I love being happy, smiling, telling a good joke (even a few bad ones) and laughing out loud.
Now follow along with me…Ba da, da, da, da, …Feelin’ Groovy.