On Time (ish)
Clocks, living with time blindness, the North Pole, and more.
Dear reader,
Ironically, this letter came together last-minute. I was prepared to write about something totally different, but something told me this was more important. Recently, I’ve been taking my morning routine very seriously: half an hour of meditation, another half hour of yoga, and absolute quiet while I sip on some strong black tea. It feels like a return to the person I used to be years ago - like the loop my life went into during the pandemic is closing. I’m living a bit more mindfully, and while I’m still a stickler for punctuality, I try to remind myself that time is still very much relative.
Speaking of time and relatives: my grandmother’s also in town, and watching her be has been an adventure in itself.
I remember who she used to be with piercing clarity, and who she is now unfolds every single minute - these days I am the one helping her find things around the house, reading to her, and showing her what the world is like instead of the other way around.
It’s incredible how she heals things on both sides of time just by existing. She cuts a pear and eats it the same way she did when I was in kindergarten, and she also asks me what my work is like when I come home for lunch - I’m still her grandchild, but also somehow a grown up. More on impostor syndrome and growing up in a future letter.
Long story short, time is messing with my brain right now.
So without further ado, here’s what I’ve been leaning into:
This episode from one of my favourite podcasts, about every single -ology ever.
How do you costume for something like time travel?
Wandering, but with some rules. A video on something similar.
A meditation on letting go - because everything is actually wonderful and you do have time.
This article about time having no meaning at the North Pole: I have a few questions for Santa.
What’s your relationship with time like? Is it chaotic or structured? How much of it takes up the space in your brain? I want to know everything. Comment on my Substack or send me a DM! I love hearing from you guys.
Signing off with a phrase I love (even though it calls me out too often):
You must take 10 minutes to meditate every single day. And if you don’t have time, you must take an hour.
Sending you hours and hours,
Kaav.