I don't care about flying or being invisible - I just want more time!
- Hadley C
- Jun 11, 2021
- 4 min read

Actually, that's not true.
I'd LOVE to be able to fly. I think it would suit my personality perfectly.
I love feeling free. Feeling like I can just be myself, and speak honestly, without any sense of pretence, or being held back by anyone. So moving around, meeting new people, seeing new things - the thought of that really excites me.
So flying would be great for that.
I also know I'd love the physical sensation of flying and the perspective it would give me on life (when I used to meditate years ago, I often used to have visualisations where I was standing on top of a mountain somewhere or overlooking a giant canyon - and it's supposed to represent looking at things from a different perspective - as in seeing your problems for what they are, and looking 'above' them, if you like).
If I could fly, I'd soar high above the mountains using the thermals. I'd dip down low on hot sunny days, and skim the cooling waters of the ocean.
See how nice that sounds?
Flying would be amazing!
But despite all of that, if you asked me which super power I would really like to have (more than anything else in the world) I'd laugh, and tell you,
'Actually, all I really want (more than anything else in the world) is more time.'
Which is what today's blog is all about - an ode to time.
All of us dream about having more time in our lives - and yet, none of us really sit down to think about why it is so important.
For instance - why is it, when you are a child, you have no real concept of time? It's something you need to be aware of, but it doesn't seem to govern your life in the same way it does when you are an adult.
The thing about time is... the more you focus on it, the more constricting it becomes.
For instance, I work-full time and have kids, so whenever I get home from work I'm always 'on it!' Because I'm conscious of getting my youngest to bed on time, I often end up multi-tasking (making sandwiches whilst cooking whilst sticking a load of washing on).
But I've noticed that whenever I forget about time, and just get on with stuff, everything feels easier.
So in other words, sometimes it's best to just forget about time and just get on with things.
Because time puts pressure on us. Pressure that none of us need.
Time makes us conscious of the fact we are getting older. Time reminds us of all the things we'd still like to achieve or do - and haven't done so yet. But what time really does is remind us all of how little time we have left to achieve it in.
But-- (this is the interesting bit)
When I was still working in telly, I came to the end of my contract. So I had no work lined up. This coincided with a relationship break-up, and my flatmate going to New Zealand, so I thought, 'why not join her? I could go backpacking for a few months.'
I ended up being away for a year.
But what was interesting was, I lost all concept of time whilst I was away.
I didn't have a routine; I wasn't working. If I liked a place I stayed longer, if I didn't I left. And I made a conscious decision not to watch any television or read any newspapers. I'm a huge advocate of the media (after all, that's my background), but if you ever get to take it all away, what it does is strip away all the subliminal influences that are thrown your way - everything from adverts to journalism, from blogs through to social media.
No-one was trying to influence the way I felt or thought about things.
Whilst I've always known I wanted to be a writer, I didn't have anything else in mind. I've always loved people, and been interested in a more spiritual approach to health, and life. But I didn't think I could work in that kind of field too.
But whilst I was away - with no other outside influences - I had an idea of something else I could do. And because I wasn't conscious of time (as in lack of, or my age) I didn't have those nagging, doubting voices in my head that always seem to stop you in your tracks and scupper your dreams if you let them.
I felt incredibly free.
Free to think - and feel - the way I needed to, without anyone trying to convince me otherwise.
So, with an open mind, an idea popped into my head of something else I could do, that I could fund with my writing if I ever became successful.
I'd like to set up a centre somewhere.
A place that inspires people to follow their dreams. A place that doesn't ever try to talk people out of them - only ever, into them.
But now I'm back in the rat race - with all its time constraints and subliminal messages - I feel really conscious of time again. And that just adds to the sense of having to try and achieve things within a certain time frame. But who's to say you can't do amazing things at 30 or 40, 80 or 100 even? (think Sir Captain Tom Moore, who became famous for his fundraising efforts during the pandemic in the run up to his 100th birthday).
See?
Time is both a blessing - as well as a pain in the arse!
So ask me again--
What super power would I most like to have?
Honestly, I wouldn't. All I really want is a bit more time.
What about you?
I know you're busy - but don't forget to hit reply! 😉
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