A constant cycle,
A river flowing back and forth.
I feel this phrase is meant to be taken negatively. The mistakes of the past will undoubtedly be the same mistakes of the future. History repeats itself time and time again.
But why does this saying always have to have a negative connotation surrounding it.
Time and time again I am amazed by the beautiful and wonderful things humans are doing in the world. We are constantly creating life, we are standing up for what's right and saying no to what's wrong, we're developing medicines and curing diseases, we're being more accepting of minorities and we're advancing the world in remarkable and crazy ways - all of which are things we've done before. And while there is so much more we as a race can do, I feel like we have achieved and are continuing to achieve so much. History is repeating itself in a good way.
The same idea goes for my personal life too. I feel like I worry too much about the past repeating itself but what I fail to realise is that the past repeating itself includes all the good memories and all the good times too.
I think it's so easy to focus on all the negative moments in ones life. I'm the kind of person when something great is happening I assume something bad is just around the corner waiting to ruin things for me. Sometimes this is true and sometimes it's not but I think there's a definite problem in expecting negative situations to be waiting for you. Perhaps it should be the other way around, perhaps when I am struggling or going through a tough situation I should be expecting good to be waiting for me, for hugs and kisses, and flowers and love, and time off and stress-free days. A lot of the time these things happen so why am I so slow to expect them to happen over and over again?
New Zealand was one of those trips I initially expected to be worse than what it was. I thought I would fight with Stephen more, that I would go into total control-freak overdrive, that I wouldn't let myself have fun because I was so worried about having fun (go figure!). But as history has proven, holidays and time away from work and stress are actually good for the soul and I needn't had worried at all.
Time went so slowly in New Zealand. Every time I would look down to the wooden watch upon my wrist, I would expect for a few hours to have gone by but strangely enough it was always only several minutes or so. The watch was ticking perfectly, it was only the experiences of life that were taking its time. I allowed myself to appreciate the beauty before me which is not something I often do. I allowed myself to live without having to check my phone every two seconds or checking into Facebook or bombarding my Instagram with five photos a day (one was enough ;) ). I didn't let time dictate my life, I let it guide me instead. I used it as a tool to appreciate more around me in the time I had rather than waiting for negative situations to arise.
I realised time to be a beautiful part of our lives, a part we so often take for granted. I think we are too quick to accuse time for being the source of all our problems when in fact it provides us with so much good and so much opportunity for greatness.
Time keeps ticking. It clicks over when we sleep, it leaves the bad behind us and allows us to wake up with a fresh slate to try and repeat the good of the past.
History repeats itself and you know what? I'm looking forward to every minute of it.
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