Yesterday we were all sitting around the living room watching me drink coffee because they are too young and impressionable. We were discussing Important Things like how long the radishes will take to be able to eat and what labour is really like and how to brew the perfect cup of coffee for your mom and the marvel of a new human being in the world.
Typical stuff.
Then Huck says, "Mama, what is time used for?"
Ah. I love these philosophical questions.
"That's a great question. Time, of course was God's idea. But the measurement of time, what we usually think of as "time" is a human construct. It's helpful to us because we can mark accomplishments, growth, productivity, the value of things all based on time. We can use it for our benefit, or it can rule us in a way. It's easy to become obsessed with time, too. And we live in a culture - blahblahblah (I'm monologueing)..."
He watches me monologue, a little grin on his face, for a couple of minutes. The grin gets bigger.
"WHAT?"
"I meant the herb.
But the way your face lit up...
I didn't want to stop you."
Typical stuff.
Then Huck says, "Mama, what is time used for?"
Ah. I love these philosophical questions.
"That's a great question. Time, of course was God's idea. But the measurement of time, what we usually think of as "time" is a human construct. It's helpful to us because we can mark accomplishments, growth, productivity, the value of things all based on time. We can use it for our benefit, or it can rule us in a way. It's easy to become obsessed with time, too. And we live in a culture - blahblahblah (I'm monologueing)..."
He watches me monologue, a little grin on his face, for a couple of minutes. The grin gets bigger.
"WHAT?"
"I meant the herb.
But the way your face lit up...
I didn't want to stop you."
Uncle Huckleberry.